The Rebirth of the Cultivation Leader Qin Zhao as a Celebrity
Chapter 155 - 152: It’s Killing Me, Give Me a Kiss

Chapter 155: Chapter 152: It’s Killing Me, Give Me a Kiss

The garden, Qin Zhao had found a peculiar spot.

She felt that the design of the garden was somewhat strange. Although all the flowers were of the shade-loving kind, they exuded a rich vitality and yang energy to complement the Feng Shui Bureau of the Lu Family’s qi field.

This meant that the garden was also part of the Feng Shui arrangement.

After the Sealing in the back mountain had broken, although it affected the Lu Family, the impact wasn’t very apparent.

It seemed that the Feng Shui master who had arranged the layout for the Lu Family was really skilled, setting up several Feng Shui Bureaus and forcibly transforming an inauspicious place into one of fortune.

Qin Zhao picked up the hem of her skirt and walked toward the bellflowers.

The dress was pretty, but it was too cumbersome.

She sensed that something crucial was placed among the bellflowers.

She hadn’t gone far when she stepped on something very hard. Qin Zhao was still wearing high heels, and immediately lost her balance, nearly tumbling into the bellflowers.

Someone reached out and wrapped an arm around her waist, steadying her.

"Are you okay?"

Qin Zhao looked up and was stunned for a moment before she recognized the person as Shen Xihhe.

Shen Xihhe, too, did not react upon seeing it was her.

"I’m fine, let me go."

She had just said this when another person appeared before her.

"If I’m not mistaken, Mr. Shen has a fiancée, doesn’t he? Since you have a fiancée, why are you hugging and holding someone else’s wife? Didn’t the Shen Family teach you the basic manners?"

The man had a cold and handsome face and a slight smile on the corners of his lips, but within those Phoenix Eyes was a dark, cold and cunning depth.

While he looked refined and distinguished, his words were far from polite. He reached out and rather brusquely pulled Qin Zhao into his arms.

Shen Xihhe recognized the identity of Chu Yan and his eyes grew somber.

"Someone else’s wife? How come I didn’t know Qin Zhao was married?"

"Now you know."

Chu Yan cast him a cold glance and then pulled Qin Zhao to a secluded part of the garden.

Seeing them leave, Shen Xihhe frowned.

What was Chu Yan implying?

Could it be that he was the one who had married Qin Zhao?

Thinking of Chu Yan’s identity, Shen Xihhe felt an uncomfortable pang.

Seeing someone who had once chased after him suddenly get married and to someone far superior to himself was galling.

President of Huasheng Biomedical Group, a top medical genius in the country, and currently Mr. Lu’s favorite, any one of Chu Yan’s identity was more than enough to overshadow the Shen Family.

Elsewhere, Chu Yan led Qin Zhao deeper into the garden.

Nearby, a row of wooden racks had been erected, covered with vibrant red roses.

The sky gradually darkened, casting the roses in a dreamy hue.

The tall and straight man leaned on the wooden frame, cornering that cold and beautiful woman in front of him, forming a breathtakingly romantic scene amidst the night.

Only, their conversation was anything but romantic.

"Those love letters, they were sent by you to Shen Xi?"

Chu Yan nearly gnashed his teeth as he questioned her.

"Yeah, I never said they were meant for you," Qin Zhao replied.

She hadn’t expected him to finally find out, so she simply admitted it.

But it was not her who had sent them, it was her younger self who had.

The coldness in those Phoenix Eyes instantly became more intense. He reached out to pull Qin Zhao’s waist, dragging her close to him, almost flush against his body.

"So you were happy when he held you like that just now?"

The hand on her waist pressed hard.

Qin Zhao felt like he was about to break her waist, and she couldn’t help but frown.

"That was an accident, why the hell would I be happy about it?"

"Then why did you let him hold you for so long!!"

"I told him to let go, can you loosen your grip now? My waist is about to break!"

"I can’t!"

Chu Yan said viciously, unable to maintain his usual cool and refined demeanor.

"You will write me a hundred love letters! Otherwise, don’t even dream about my forgiveness!"

"Who needs your forgiveness, ugh you..."

He pressed her against the rosewood arbor and fervently kissed her.

This time, Chu Yan’s kiss was more violent than ever before, licking, biting, and gnawing as if she was some kind of food he wanted to devour.

His eyes were bottomless, suffocating with possessive desire.

Qin Zhao felt dizzy from the kiss, her lips painfully stinging, and it took her a lot of effort to push him away and, unceremoniously, twisted his arm behind his back.

"Can’t you not kiss me whenever there’s a disagreement? Are you asking for a beating?"

Now, it was Qin Zhao’s turn to grind her teeth.

Their positions switched, with Qin Zhao pressing him against the rosewood arbor.

Chu Yan turned to look at her and said coldly, "I’m your husband, why can’t I kiss you? You let him hold you, yet you treat me like this after a kiss!

Go ahead and kill me then, let him hold you all he wants!"

Saying that, he stared intensely at Qin Zhao, his eyes reddening.

Chu Yan, who was naturally handsome, with a face that seemed to be meticulously sculpted by the creator, now had red-rimmed eyes which inexplicably provoked a sense of guilt in Qin Zhao.

The bright red tear mole under his eye only compounded that feeling of pity.

Qin Zhao then released his hand, explaining again, "It was an accident, I was about to fall, that’s why he came to help me. Do I look like the kind of woman who flirts around?

You’re starting to distrust me again, what about the trust between husband and wife?"

"You still realize we’re husband and wife?"

Chu Yan rotated his sore arm, walking towards her step by step.

He loomed over Qin Zhao, his eyes dark and oppressive, yet out of the blue he said, "That hurt like hell, kiss me."

His voice was icy, but Qin Zhao strangely felt a hint of grievance in it??

His petulance made her want to both laugh and cry.

"Weren’t you a Sandboxing Level 10? Didn’t you get hit while training? How can this pain compare?"

Qin Zhao rolled her eyes at him, not believing his nonsense.

Chu Yan grabbed her chin, his tone slightly threatening, "Will you kiss me or not?"

"No, I just let you kiss me."

As soon as she had spoken, Chu Yan hoisted her up like a sack of potatoes and started walking towards the garden exit.

"Chu Yan! What are you doing? Put me down!"

"You won’t kiss me, is that it? Then we’ll go back to the hall and kiss there, let everyone see who your husband is!"

"You’re sick!!"

Qin Zhao was utterly speechless, she had never seen anyone so childish!

Why do other people need to know you’re my husband?!

As they were about to step out of the garden, Qin Zhao gritted her teeth and said, "Put me down! Isn’t it okay if I just kiss you?!"

Chu Yan paused in his steps and then set her down.

Immediately, he leaned in close, presenting himself for the kiss.

With not many people around, Qin Zhao quickly pecked his lips.

Chu Yan’s peripheral vision caught sight of Shen Xihhe standing by a window of a nearby mansion, gazing right their way. He held Qin Zhao’s head in place, preventing her from pulling away, and deepened the kiss.

Heh, like that?

Qin Zhao would only ever like him!