CEO Husband Please Be Refrained

Outside the villa, Ling Jiancheng strode and walked into the living room heavy-hearted. His expression was hideous. 

“What’s wrong dad?” 

Ling Xuefei quickly asked nervously, “Did President Mo agree not to sue us?”

Ling Jiancheng gave a hard slap across Ling Xuefei’s face, “It’s all because of you. Why did you provoke Xia Weilan? Are you happy now? Ling Family is over.”

“What? Dad!” 

Ling Xuefei quickly rushed over and tugged Ling Jiancheng’s sleeves, “How is that possible? How can the Ling Family be over? Think of a solution. What should I do if I am no longer the daughter of the rich? I still haven’t married a good family yet, I don’t want to live a hard life!”

Ling Jiancheng’s head was throbbing from Ling Xuefei’s yelling. He leaned against the sofa in exhaustion, not uttering a single word.

“I don’t want the Ling Family to go bankrupt. How do I survive in school next time? Those poor students that despised, how would they see me? No, I can’t become a poor girl.”

“Enough! What are you noisy about!” Ling Jiancheng scolded with a cold face. 

“Dad, It’s all because you are not capable. Why aren’t you as rich as Xia Weilan’s grandfather? If you had managed your business well, there would be no need for me to be in such a harsh life! Now you vent your anger at me, what’s the use of venting your anger at me?” Ling Xuefei was burning with anxiety and she started speaking irresponsibly.

“What did you say!” Ling Jiancheng stood up immediately. His shoulders were trembling from anger. 

“Did I say anything wrong? You turned the company in such a state. If you are capable, then don’t let Ling Cops go bankrupt.” Ling Xuefei shouted sharply. She stomped her feet and went upstairs immediately, slamming the bedroom door behind her.

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“Master~calm yourself down. Xuefei was just anxious. She’s in a confused state now.” Wei Hongmei carefully said beside him. 

But she was as anxious as Ling Xuefei for she also did not want to go back to that poor and frustrating life.

“Hmph!” Ling Jiancheng pulled his coat and went out. 

At night, the strong wind blew across the trees, The branches and leaves rustled. The whole of Beijing was filled with a depressing atmosphere.

Fairview Imperial Court.

Xia Weilan was cooking in the kitchen. She prepared the cooking ingredient while humming an unknown melody.
When the singing ended, Mo Beichen’s voice was heard from behind her, “Your singing was not bad.”

“Ah…” Xia Weilan was caught off guard. She turned around and saw the Mr.Perfect who dressed up delicately.

“Hubby, you’re back!” Xia Weilan reacted and a smile immediately formed on her face.

“Wait for a while, I’m almost done.” Xia Weilan turned around and was suddenly in a flurry.

“Come, I’ll help you.” Mo Beichen casually put his coat aside. He rolled his sleeves up and exposed his muscular forearms.

Xia Weilan felt a figure full of aura approaching her. He quickly took the vegetables from her hands. That pair of hands were magical. Regardless if they were picking the vegetables, washing or cutting, they did it naturally and gracefully. Xia Weilan stared at him with straight eyes.

Mo Beichen finished the last step of the preparation within a short while. He had his hands on his waist. 

“Anything you want me to do?” Mo Beichen’s low voice suddenly whispered lightly in her ears.

Xia Weilan actually felt that Mo Beichen was about to bite her earlobe. Her body tensed up and she quickly lifted her gaze but only to find Mo Beichen lowered his head but not leaning too closely. 

“Darn. I must be so exhausted that I started to hallucinate.” Xia Weilan mumbled softly and smacked the back of her head.

“Why are you abusing yourself?” Mo Beichen’s eyes turned cold and suddenly grabbed her hand.

“I…I’m afraid of mosquitoes.” Xia Weilan felt that Mo Beichen’s palm that was gripping on her wrist was scorching hot. And unknowingly, Mo Beichen had taken a step closer toward her. 

Xia Weilan felt that she was being forced into a tiny space, her back leaned closely against the wall. 

“Mosquitoes?” Mo Beichen kneaded his thumb around Xia Weilan’s wrist. His tone was hazy as if masked by a gauze.

Xia Weilan suddenly felt her mouth go dry. She stared at his attractive thin lips and as though being possessed, she leaned forward to kiss him. It seemed as though Mo Beichen had predicted her action, but he didn’t move away. He opened his mouth in response to her and squinted his eyes. At this instant, Xia Weilan was outrageously bold in her lust and got even more bold. She invaded his mouth and caressed his mouth wantonly.

After the non consensual kiss, Xia Weilan held onto Mo Beichen’s neck, panting with her scarlet face.

“Are you teasing me?” Mo Beichen’s voice was charming. He wrapped his arms around her shoulders and looked at her expression.

“You are my husband. It’s right and proper for me to be kissing my husband.” Xia Weilan answered boldly.

“Is it?” Mo Beichen spoke with a hidden agenda, “Xia Weilan, I am a man. I can’t let a woman take the initiative. I am taking my role back.”

As soon as he finished his words, Mo Beichen lifted her onto the basin countertop and leaned forward to entrap her sweet lips. He curled her tongue and delved into her mouth.

This kiss was more intense and extensive than the earlier one. Mo Beichen only pulled away from her when she was feeling muddleheaded. The both of them were breathing heavily. Their eyes were masked with ambiguous colours.

A flash of bright light gleamed across Mo Beichen’s eyes. He caressed her hair and said, “You need to pay the price for teasing me. Remember that.”

Although Mo Beichen said it like that, his manner of expression was as if being teased by Xia Weilan. Xia Weilan could not understand why she felt that she was a little impudent. But when she thought about it again, there is actually nothing wrong with her kissing her own husband.

After she had it figured out, she frankly said, “I can kiss you whenever I wanted to. Who asked you to be my husband.” 

“Hmmm.” A sound with unclear implication escaped from Mo Beichen’s throat. 

He turned around his body and said, “Come outside to eat.”

Xia Weilan quickly got down from the basin countertop. When she was straightening her skirt, she realized that her skirt was pulled up. She quickly straightened it back and was feeling fortunate that Mo Beichen did not notice her in such an embarrassing state. It must had been drawn up when Mo Beichen carried her to the basin countertop.

Dinner.

The two of them had dinner harmoniously. 

“Today the weather was bad. Aunt Tian’s grandson was sick so I let her go back to take care of him.” Xia Weilan said as she ate.

Her chewing noise was a little loud. Mo Beichen frowned and a look of helplessness flashed across his eyes. Xia Weilan had grown up in an environment whereby she did not learn that one should not smile without exposing the teeth and to have table manners.

“Alright.” Mo Beichen sat upright with his shoulders in level. He only sat on one-sixth of the chair and even as he ate, he maintained his elegant manner.

Xia Weilan finished her meal very quickly and held her head with her hand, admiring him.

Mo Beichen had very good concentration. He was still eating in a perfectly composed manner although he was being watched so covetously. Under the light, his charm exuded like a god who was noble and arrogant. 

“Are you done admiring?” Mo Beichen put down his bowl and cast a glance at her. His voice was neither happy nor angry.

“Good looking people deserve to be admired.” Xia Weilan praised him subconsciously.

At this moment, a security guard stood at the door and said respectfully, “Mr Mo. There is a person named Ling Jiancheng wanting to see you.”