Engagement Annulled? Now The Husbands Kneel and Beg for Her Favor

After Jiang Qingli spoke, she watched Qin Muye freeze as if someone had hit a pause button.

The young man’s body froze. Only his eyes, which reflected her image, constricted.

The corners of her lips quirked up at his adorable reaction.

But before her smile could widen, Qin Muye grabbed her by the wrist and crushed his lips to hers in a fierce kiss.

Her lips were forced open as he invaded, conquering her mouth and overwhelming her with suffocatingly intense passion.

Her heart hammered in her chest, its rhythm accelerating along with his clumsy yet fervent kiss.

Jiang Qingli couldn’t handle it and tried to pull away, but as if he had predicted her move, Qin Muye cupped the back of her neck with one hand, giving her no chance of escape.

His other hand slid down from her waist to grip her thigh.

Even through the denim, his scorching body heat and the sheer possessiveness in the way his knuckles tightened were enough to make her legs go weak.

’His body is so hot. I wonder if other parts of him are, too...’

As her thoughts strayed, her mind went blank for a second before a light, deliberate bite on her lip brought her back.

”Don’t you dare think about anyone else.” Qin Muye’s eyes were fixed on her, his breathing ragged. ”Tonight, you’re only allowed to think about me. Got it?”

Though his words were domineering, his eyes held a rare flicker of nervousness.

Even someone as arrogant as the Prince was afraid of losing the upper hand in front of the girl he liked.

Jiang Qingli wanted to laugh. Her breathing was still unsteady as she patted his head and said earnestly, ”Tonight, it’s just the two of us.”

Only then did Qin Muye seem satisfied.

He lowered his head, about to continue, but Jiang Qingli raised a hand to cover his mouth.

Qin Muye, far from finished, frowned in displeasure at the sudden interruption.

But when Jiang Qingli raised her hand to stop him, it was as if an invisible chain around his neck had been gently tugged.

He instinctively obeyed and stopped. The snow leopard ears that had popped up on his head twitched, and he gave her a look of discontent, silently asking why.

Jiang Qingli lowered her hand, kissed the tip of his nose, and asked, ”Do you have a bed here? Why don’t we go to the bed?”

Before she had even finished speaking, she was suddenly airborne, swept up into Qin Muye’s arms.

His confident voice sounded from above her. ”Tonight, even if you wanted to sleep on the moon, I’d take you there!”

Without waiting for a reply, Qin Muye had already lowered his head to kiss her again.

His strong forearm hooked under the crook of her knees. He kissed her as he walked toward the bedroom, kicking aside any obstacles in his path. He somehow managed to walk that short distance with the commanding presence of a general marching off to war.

Qin Muye had been holding back the entire way. Now, not even having the patience to turn on the lights, he pressed her down into the soft bedding to continue what they had started.

But he quickly ran into an obstacle.

His fingers fumbled with her bra clasp, but it wouldn’t budge.

Qin Muye frowned.

’What the hell is this thing? Why won’t it budge?’

’Forget it, I’ll just rip it—’

”Don’t you dare rip my clothes. They’re limited edition.”

As if she had guessed his intentions, Jiang Qingli spoke up to stop him.

Qin Muye’s fingers, which had been poised to tear the fabric, paused. He had no choice but to go back to obediently trying to undo the clasp.

He didn’t dare be too rough; his strength had always been immense, and he was afraid of breaking this stupid limited-edition thing and making her angry.

God only knew why the design was so damn difficult. The fire in Qin Muye’s heart burned hotter and hotter, and he was mentally cursing the designer to death.

Just as he was getting frustrated, he suddenly felt her soft fingers trailing down his back...

”What are you touching now?” Qin Muye grunted, muttering, ”Taking advantage of me again.”

His tone was stiff, but it held an undisguised smugness.

Smug that she found him attractive.

Jiang Qingli said, ”I just wanted to confirm something.”

”Hm?”

Jiang Qingli grabbed his fluffy snow leopard tail, felt it wagging, and couldn’t help but laugh.

Then, she unhurriedly answered his question. ”I was just checking to see if the puppy was wagging his tail.”

Qin Muye nearly choked.

His face flushed red as he ground out, ”Don’t call me ’puppy’.”

After he said that, he saw Jiang Qingli’s disappointed expression. His Adam’s apple bobbed, and he leaned in again, seeking another kiss.

He sucked on her soft, delicate lips, his breathing quickening.

In a brief moment between kisses, he amended his previous statement.

”At least, not tonight.”

The lights before her eyes blurred into a dizzying haze. Outside, lightning flashed and thunder rumbled—the herald of a coming storm.

...

When Jiang Qingli woke up again, she was completely disoriented.

The curtains were drawn tight, and only the harsh white light seeping through a crack reminded her that it was already the next morning.

’It is... the next morning, right?’

Her head was throbbing and her whole body ached as if it had been taken apart and reassembled. She had completely lost her sense of time.

’I should find my terminal and check the time...’

The moment Jiang Qingli moved, the arm around her waist tightened. Qin Muye opened his eyes and asked, ”Where are you going?”

He was so alert, as if he were afraid she would run away.

In fact, Jiang Qingli really had tried to slip away last night when he wasn’t looking, only to be dragged back by the ankle and clumsily coaxed into continuing.

Her ankle was a little sore. Jiang Qingli’s cheeks grew hot. ”I’m just checking the time.”

”It’s Sunday.” Qin Muye gently bit her shoulder. ”It’s still early. Let’s go again—”

Before he could finish, she covered his mouth.

”I need to take a shower,” Jiang Qingli said quickly, looking at him imploringly. ”Qin Muye, I don’t feel well.”

She blinked, her eyelashes fluttering like they were tickling his very heart.

Qin Muye felt another tug on that invisible chain around his neck. Suppressing his own discomfort, he went to run the bath for her.

Lying in bed and listening to the sound of running water, Jiang Qingli stared at the ceiling and suddenly felt a twinge of regret.

Before, whenever she told Qin Muye to stop, he would. Because of that, Jiang Qingli hadn’t been very guarded around him, feeling that everything was within her control.

It was only last night that she realized Qin Muye hadn’t been lying before.

He really wasn’t an obedient little puppy; he was a ferocious, powerful snow leopard with incredible stamina.

Once he learned how to hunt, he began to constantly learn and improve, pushing the advantages of a top Hunter to their absolute limit.

Future Wednesdays wouldn’t be so easy to get through.

Thinking of Wednesday made her think of the other days.

Ye Linyuan and Baili Jing on Monday and Tuesday went without saying. As for Gu Nian on Friday, although they hadn’t done anything, ever since his confession, the undisguised adoration in his eyes sometimes made Jiang Qingli nervous.

As for Thursday...

An image of Yuan Shimo’s quiet, serious demeanor appeared in her mind, and Jiang Qingli breathed a sigh of relief.

’Thank goodness. At least I can rest on Thursday.’

Come to think of it, the Yuan Family twins were actually quite decent people. They hadn’t held her predecessor’s actions against her and had chosen to be her friends, letting bygones be bygones.

-

Monday was the day of the Superpower Level assessment.

Jiang Qingli woke up early and changed into lightweight clothing.

She had originally planned to go with Yi Nuo, but, for the first time ever, all five of her Beast Husbands had gathered to see her off.

The six of them sat together inside the spacious flying vehicle.

Jiang Qingli had Ye Linyuan on her left and Baili Jing on her right. The other three Beast Husbands sat across from them.

Each of them was minding their own business, yet their gazes kept drifting back to her from time to time.

Jiang Qingli had been feeling calm about the results, but now she suddenly felt as if she were carrying the hopes of the entire family on her shoulders, and she couldn’t help but feel a pang of nervousness.

「At the underground garage of the Spiritual Power Research Center.」

Qin Muye held the vehicle door open, clearly intending to accompany her inside.

”You don’t have to. It’s fine if Yi Nuo just waits for me at the entrance.” Jiang Qingli pressed a hand to her chest. ”Any more and I’ll be too nervous.”

Yi Nuo, standing outside the vehicle, smiled and nodded at the men inside.

Qin Muye snorted inwardly. He gave Jiang Qingli’s fingers a squeeze and offered a curt word of reassurance.

The other Beast Husbands chimed in with their own words of encouragement.

Jiang Qingli opened the door and had only taken a few steps when she heard someone call her name.

”Xiao Li.”

She turned back, and a gentle touch landed on her cheek.

Baili Jing cupped her face, his gaze as gentle as water. ”No matter what the result is, our Xiao Li is the best, best, best, most amazing baby in my heart. I’ll be right here waiting for you to come home.”

Jiang Qingli’s lips curved into a smile. ”Okay.”

Much of her anxiety dissipated, and Jiang Qingli headed inside.

The spiritual power level assessment was managed with extreme strictness. It required an ID scan, and after verification, a female attendant would conduct a search to prevent examinees from bringing in any external aids.

Yi Nuo couldn’t go any further. After watching Jiang Qingli’s figure disappear inside, he turned to walk toward the waiting area.

He had only taken two steps when a figure approached, and their eyes met.

Yi Nuo looked at the newcomer and raised an eyebrow. ”Mr. Yuan, what are you doing here?”

The butler’s greeting held not a shred of respect, but Yuan Shimo simply smiled, his eyes behind the gold-rimmed glasses calm and unruffled. ”I forgot to mention, I’m the special consultant for this assessment.”