The Villain's Wife

The Villain’s Wife Chapter 162 - Asking the Wrong Question

"You did not get an iota of sleep last night, and you are here already cooking at this hour with nothing but my t-shirt on," Zhuo Jingren noted the moment he went inside the kitchen. It was still six in the morning, and Lily was already cooking as she hummed a tune. Wasn’t this the best thing to wake up to?

"I am used to working all night. That and last night was not enough to tire me out," Lily answered without turning around to face her husband.

"Liar," he answered, approaching her from behind. "You were the one who asked me to stop."

"It was something that I said in the spur of the moment." Though Lily was not facing Zhuo Jingren, the amusement in her voice was obvious. She was smiling as she flipped the pancakes.

"Pancakes?" He raised an eyebrow as he hugged her from behind. "Did you watch another video?"

"Dummy! I bought a box of instant pancake from the groceries. I just followed the instructions, and I’m all good," she said smugly, turning around to face him. "You should thank me for all this effort."

"You just followed the recipe; there is no effort in it." Zhuo Jingren gave her a short kiss.

"Beating the eggs wasted some of my energy, meaning... effort. And it is only right for you to pay someone for their efforts, no?" She slowly folded her arms around his neck.

"You already took my surname, my money, and properties last night. You also took advantage of my body. I don’t think I can pay you with anything else," he mumbled as he turned off the kitchen stove. Seeing Lily give him a smirk instantly made him smile. He suddenly hoisted her up on the counter, earning a squeal from her.

"You should warn me before doing that next time." Lily glared, earning a chuckle from her husband. Zhuo Jingren gave her another small kiss on the lips. "If you say so..." he whispered.

"So let’s talk about the payment, shall we?" he asked, his voice darker than usual. "How much does my little wife want?"

In response, Lily stared at her husband intently. Zhuo Jingren was wearing nothing but his sweatpants, revealing his fit physique. It made Lily feel a coiling sensation in her stomach. "You asked the wrong question, dummy." She rolled her eyes.

"Oh?"

"It’s not how much... silly. It’s how many I want before this day ends," Lily said while raising an eyebrow at him. A tinge of surprise flashed in Zhuo Jingren’s eyes before it disappeared, leaving no trace behind.

"Do you need to go to work today?" he asked. It was still Thursday, July 21st, and he knew that Lily needed to do a lot of stuff for the launch of the new FG Tower in Hong Kong.

"Hmmm..." She nodded, still smiling. "But I can take payments at work too! It only depends on a certain someone’s stamina."

"For some reason, having a wife who loves profit is an excellent thing," he said before kissing her. And before the duo knew it, everything in the kitchen ceased to exist.

Lily only noticed the feel of his tongue sliding past her mouth. "Profiteer and naughty," he said, giving her a lopsided grin.

"Aren’t I just perfect?" she countered as she hooked her fingers into the band of his sweatpants, slowly tugging it down.

"Perfect. It’s good that you know that," he said as his erection sprang free. No more words were uttered as he pushed past her panties and made his way inside her. Lily snaked her arm to the back of his head, threading her fingers through his hair and making sure his lips wouldn’t part with hers.

Heavy breathing and moans echoed inside the kitchen as Lily’s nails dug into his shoulders. Arching her back, she gave his mouth access to her breast after the latter took off his oversized t-shirt.

"You are beautiful," he whispered as his muscles started to tense, and his thrusts became clumsier.

"Together," Lily answered, her eyes shut.

"Look at me," he ordered, making her concede. Her eyes flew open as she met his dark brown orbs.

"Together," he uttered as both of them climaxed.

Meanwhile, the atmosphere in Qin Fei and Xuan Hui’s apartment was not as harmonious.

It was early in the morning, and Tang Lingyun decided to visit Qin Fei and Xuan Hui. As this did not happen often, the couple thought that there was an emergency. However, when they saw the invitation in Tang Lingyun’s eyes, the duo immediately relaxed.

"Mother, what are you so excited about? It’s just an invitation for the Harmony Isle. I received an invitation too. But it’s not surprising. I am still considered an A list star," Qin Fei said, exhaustion apparent in her face. At eight months, it was getting hard for her to have a good night’s sleep as she could already feel her child’s kicks every now and then.

"Didn’t you read the small lettering of the invitation? The Harmony Isle is part of the Facci Group! This is Lily’s company!" Tang Lingyun answered. "She also sent one to your father, and he is planning to bring Liwei as he will arrive from abroad next week. This... I need you to help me convince your father to transfer the CEO Position to your brother as soon as possible. At least before this event."

"You mean she sent an invitation to father?" Qin Fei furrowed her brows. "But why? Does she want to show off her new status?" Realization hit Qin Fei as she looked at Xuan Hui. "Did you know about this?"

"I did, but this is an important event, and many influential people were invited. So I thought it would not matter. Plus, Jinghua would not scheme against us. With the status she has, it is impossible if she is still thinking about revenge," Xuan Hui explained. In reality, he was not planning to attend this event.

Moreover, he also did not plan to hide this information from his wife. But Qin Fei was about to give birth, and he knew well how stressed she had been lately. He did not want to add any more stress to his wife.

"Plus, I didn’t intend on attending this event as I already have an appointment on that day, so I did not let you know about it," he explained. Even If Lily was planning to scheme against them, it wouldn’t be successful if they did not show their faces at the event. To Xuan Hui, this was a crucial time for his wife, and he would rather miss out an opportunity to interact with influential people than endanger his wife and child.

Of course, Qin Fei frowned. "I am not a porcelain doll. I won’t break if you let me go to this event," she said while stroking her tummy. "Plus, she invited us so we should go and see her capability for ourselves."

"Qin Fei... I am thinking about your welfare and our child. If Qin Jinghua is going to scheme against us at this event, there is a possibility that the stress could make you go into premature labor. I don’t want that to happen," Xuan Hui said gently, patting his wife’s back.

"Are you telling me to act like a coward?" she asked, her frown turning into a scowl. How could she cower and hide from Qin Jinghua?