My CEO Baby Daddy Keeps Falling for My Tricks -
Chapter 347 - 352 Her Perfume Scent _1
Chapter 347: 352 Her Perfume Scent _1
Qin Muchuan’s brow furrowed. "Why bring her up again?"
"I just want to!" Lin Xiangwan retorted defiantly, like a child who must have a certain doll and will not let the matter go without receiving it.
It was that exact feeling.
She clung to his arm, swinging it back and forth. "Tell me, quickly! Was your ex-girlfriend very pretty?"
"Not pretty!" Qin Muchuan declared with certainty, a blatant lie he crafted just to cater to her mood.
"But, weren’t you saying you were quite lecherous? If this woman wasn’t pretty, wouldn’t you not even glance at her?" she countered.
"That was time at the military camp." Qin Muchuan agreed with her and justified the circumstances.
"Hmm, I suppose there is some sense in that!"
"That’s how it is!"
"Then aren’t you rather superficial?" Lin Xiangwan said, raising her little hand to point aimlessly at his chest. "To like someone like that! No, that’s not right. Even if she wasn’t pretty, you still liked her, so you must have liked her soul then?"
Qin Muchuan felt caught in her potentially perilous line of thinking. "Let’s not talk about others, let’s just continue drinking!"
"Finish answering first!"
"No, let’s continue drinking. Have you not noticed that this wine is exceptionally nice? It’s been left out, yet wafts towards us, intoxicatingly aromatic. It really lures you in!" Qin Muchuan filled a glass and held it under her nose.
Lin Xiangwan took it, only to gently place it back down on the table. "Qin Muchuan, why do I detect a hint of perfume on you?"
"No, you must be mistaken!"
"No, I’m not mistaken!" Like a little dog, Lin Xiangwan sniffed at him deeply.
"It does?" Qin Muchuan was a little uncertain. Zhou Ziqing, having lived abroad for a long time, indeed had a habit of using perfume.
"Yes!" she declared emphatically.
"Oh, maybe that’s your scent?" He sniffed deeply too, especially near her chest. "It’s your fragrance. You’ve been this close to me, it must have rubbed off on me!"
Lin Xiangwan felt a stab in her heart. He did smell of perfume, but it wasn’t hers. "The perfume must be Truly Me. I don’t particularly like it and have never used it!"
"Oh?" Qin Muchuan pretended to be clueless.
Clenching onto his shirt, Lin Xiangwan spoke in pain. "Qin Muchuan, tell me, have you been messing around? Where have you been?"
"Playing Mahjong!"
"Playing Mahjong, with a beauty sitting next to you?"
"No!"
"Then where did the perfume come from?" Lin Xiangwan demanded angrily.
"How would I know!"
"What do you mean, how would you know? Look, there’s a hair here. Yellow, it couldn’t be mine!" Lin Xiangwan took a hair from the button of his shirt and held it up before his eyes.
Qin Muchuan was taken aback, and a little panicked. The hair was indeed Zhou Ziqing’s, who had blonde hair.
"What does it say when there’s a woman’s hair in your shirt button?" Lin Xiangwan asked with a derisive smile.
"It proves nothing!" Qin Muchuan threw the hair out of the window. "I was at the Mahjong Hall, playing Mahjong. Most of the staff there are girls with long hair, so it’s normal for it to have been accidentally stuck."
"You’ve sincerely not been with your ex-girlfriend?"
"No!" His expression was resolute.
"..." Lin Xiangwan desperately wanted to expose him.
But what then? What should she do after doing so?
Leave him and take their child with her? Clearly not a possibility.
Should she monitor his every move and stop him from being around other women?
For now, he’s still deceiving her, but what if their relationship blows up? Would he then find lying bothersome?
Is this...what she wants?
Clearly not!
"Wanwan, it seems like you did drink a lot tonight," Qin Muchuan gently carried her.
Without speaking a word, Lin Xiangwan contemplated every detail meticulously.
Their honeymoon was tomorrow night. She can then foster their relationship.
Make Zhou Ziqing jealous while she’s at it – wouldn’t that be nice?
She’d endure, carry on enduring!
Lin Xiangwan’s seemingly intoxicated, bewildered gaze suddenly grew sharper.
Suddenly, she exclaimed, "Didn’t you say you felt very tired and wouldn’t have the energy for...you-know-what?"
"Hmm..." Truth be told, he did feel exhausted recently.
It’s rather embarrassing for a man to keep saying he’s tired. It’s quite a blow to his ego.
This woman, why did she have to keep asking?
Suddenly, Lin Xiangwan realized, "If you’re tired, why play mahjong instead of coming home to accompany me?"
Her eyes welled up with tears of anxiety. "Do you not desire to see me? Do you want to distance yourself from me?"
Qin Muchuan hurriedly shook his head. "That’s not it at all! I had to engage in social obligations!"
"Social obligation, social obligation. There are so many social obligations. You’re just fobbing me off!" Lin Xiangwan retorted without backing down.
Qin Muchuan felt his head spin with her relentless interrogation. He stubbornly went on, "No more drinking. Let’s go to bed!"
.........
The next morning, Qin Muchuan was up, as always, in the early hours.
Despite his careful movements, Lin Xiangwan woke up. "Are you going to work today?"
"I have to go to the office for a short while. I’ll be back by ten!" Qin Muchuan promised.
"Okay..." After last night, she believed he would behave outdoors. "I will go to the supermarket later to buy snacks and toys for the kids. Otherwise, they would miss us a lot in these following days."
"They’re quite adept at amusing themselves, so I’m not worried about that! It’s you I’m concerned about. Don’t go out today, just rest. Otherwise, you might feel dizzy on the plane tonight." Qin Muchuan indicated his concern.
"I’ll be fine. Besides, there are motion sickness tablets on airplanes, so I’m not worried!" Thinking about their departure that night, she was excited but also started to miss their children.
Qin Muchuan gently touched her cheek. "Alright then, get more rest, you can go to the supermarket afterwards."
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