Marrying a royal playboy and becoming a glamorous matriarch

Dinner was prepared according to Wei Qingrou's tastes, light yet exquisite, and included a fruit dessert soup.

Qin Ping'an gradually got used to Wei Qingrou's taste, but still found it a bit bland, so he asked, "What did you eat for lunch? Dinner is so tasteless."

Wei Qingrou didn't hide anything from him, saying, "I had duck soup for lunch, so my mouth was a bit greasy. That's why I'm having something light for dinner. If you don't like it, I'll have the kitchen add a dish of bamboo shoots and pork for you."

Qin Pingan shook his head and said, "No need, let's just leave it like this."

After eating for a while, Qin Ping'an said again, "It's almost the New Year and we need to do the final accounting. The accountants have already gotten the hang of it, so why don't we spread out to different places and start working?"

Wei Qingrou nodded and said, "That's good. As soon as possible, we can divide the work and let them do their jobs. The accounts will be clearer. I'll arrange it tomorrow."

Qin Ping'an nodded, a smile involuntarily appearing on his lips.

Wei Qingrou is an excellent housekeeper, and he trusts her completely when it comes to these matters.

After a satisfying meal, the two had nothing to do, so they decided to play a couple of rounds of chess.

Wei Qingrou's chess skills were taught urgently by Madam Wei when she was preparing for her marriage, so she understood the basic rules of the game.

But in actual combat, it's terrible.

Her female teacher once called her a "bad chess player," but she didn't care. She was forced into this role anyway, and she did a pretty good job of it.

Moreover, Wei Qingrou's opponent is Qin Ping'an, a spoiled brat, so there's even less reason to rush things.

Qin Ping'an played chess in a relaxed and lazy manner, and even Wei Qingrou managed to beat him twice.

After losing the first two games, Qin Ping'an was not satisfied. He became serious in the third game, carefully considering each move and looking solemn. In the end, he defeated Wei Qingrou without leaving her any survivors.

Wei Qingrou was dumbfounded. She never expected that Qin Ping'an, who seemed so lazy and carefree, would have such a serious and persistent side.

His moves were decisive and ruthless, pressing forward relentlessly with overwhelming momentum. Wei Qingrou, who had just undergone emergency training, was no match for him.

Just as Wei Qingrou was pondering whether Qin Ping'an liked to hide his talents and secretly guessing his dark thoughts, Qin Ping'an burst into arrogant laughter.

He looked smug, raised his eyebrows, and gave a smug, arrogant smile.

"How about it? Isn't my chess skill a cut above the rest?"

Wei Qingrou was too lazy to argue with this childish guy, and said with a smile, "Yes, yes, grandpa, you're the best!"

After some lighthearted banter, the two digested their food.

Qin Ping'an couldn't wait to take a bath.

Watching his hurried departure, Wei Qingrou couldn't help but roll her eyes, inwardly cursing, "That lecher!"

As if hearing Wei Qingrou's inner thoughts, Qin Ping'an, after washing and bathing, pressed Wei Qingrou down onto the bed.

Did you just curse at me?

Wei Qingrou looked puzzled, but pretended to be completely innocent.

"Oh, when?"

Qin Pingan gave it a hard thud and said angrily, "Hmph, it must be you, otherwise why would my ears be burning?"

Wei Qingrou quickly pretended to be stupid: "Oh dear, I didn't mean it. You've wronged me for no reason."

As Wei Qingrou spoke, she struggled to get up and go to wash up.

But then she heard Qin Ping'an say lazily from behind her, "As the saying goes, when you're full, you start to think about sex. This is a serious matter of human relations. My wife is talking nonsense. I'll explain the principles to you properly later."

Wei Qingrou's legs went weak, and she wished she could run away as fast as she could.

After dawdling through the washing, I returned to the room and found no movement on the bed, assuming the person was asleep.

Just as she was about to breathe a sigh of relief, Qin Ping'an suddenly pounced on her and pinned her down in the red silk quilt.

Qin Ping'an's movements were swift and fierce, like a sudden storm.

Under the thrill and punishment of this deliberate teasing, Wei Qingrou almost couldn't handle it.

Her hazy eyes shimmered with tears, her delicate red lips parted slightly, and she gasped for breath, begging for mercy.

Qin Ping'an asked in a low, hoarse voice, "Will you dare to scold your husband again?"

Even at this point, Wei Qingrou still stubbornly insisted, "I didn't curse, really."

Seeing that she was still being stubborn, Qin Ping'an flipped her over and pinned her down, his hot breath falling on her back, burning and alluring.

"Okay, then you'd better not regret it."

Wei Qingrou thought to herself, "I don't regret it, I absolutely don't regret it. Even if I do regret it, I absolutely cannot admit it, because admitting it will only make things worse."

Her eyes were red, but she resolutely refused to admit defeat and would never surrender to the enemy!

Wei Qingrou insisted on being a person of principle, to the point that she became limp and weak, and fainted on her bed.

Qin Ping'an chuckled, a hint of smugness on his lips, and contentedly embraced his beloved wife as they drifted off to sleep.

The next morning, Wei Qingrou really couldn't get up.

She rarely stayed in bed longer than usual, sleeping until the sun was high in the sky before waking up.

When Xia Xi came in carrying a basin, her face was flushed. While helping Wei Qingrou wash up, she whispered, "Madam, you told me to get up early yesterday, saying that you were going out to check the accounts today. I didn't dare to sleep soundly at night and got up at dawn, afraid of delaying your business. Now, you've done just that."

Her eyes were filled with resentment, and her red lips parted slightly, carrying a hint of coquettish accusation.

Wei Qingrou was almost embarrassed. Looking at Xia Xi, who looked like a wronged woman, she gently comforted her, "Alright, you can sleep in tomorrow to make up for it, okay?"

Xia Xi then turned from sorrow to joy and said to her in a coquettish tone, "Thank you, Madam. You love me the most."

"Help me up quickly, or you'll waste another day and won't get your New Year's holiday."

Xia Xi said playfully, "It's not that I'd be willing to do that. If I came to do the accounts every day with dark circles under my eyes, people would probably laugh at me."

The two bantered and joked around, and quickly finished washing up.

As she walked out, she saw that Qin Ping'an had not yet left the house. He was reclining on the couch, flipping through a book, and his gaze toward Wei Qingrou carried a secret teasing look.

He looked at Wei Qingrou with an air of nonchalance, his tone quite proud.

"Madam must have been tired last night. Are you up already? I thought you would sleep until the afternoon."

That expression seemed to say: Look, this is all my credit, all my great achievements.

Wei Qingrou was furious, but there was nothing she could do.

Wei Qingrou is not a vengeful person; she usually settles scores on the spot.

She pretended to be coquettish and playful, secretly pinching Qin Ping'an's hand several times.

As they were about to leave, it was already broad daylight. Wei Qingrou told her family not to keep any food for her, and then she took Xia Xi with her and left.

In the carriage, Qin Ping'an and Wei Qingrou talked about another matter.

“My cousin kept meticulous and very careful accounts, so I put him in charge of the accounting department.”

Wei Qingrou was slightly surprised, but after thinking about it, she understood.

With the talent of the eldest prince, being a mere accountant would be more than enough.

"However, a little trouble has arisen."

Qin Ping'an looked dejected, touched his nose, and stopped talking.

"What is it?" Wei Qingrou asked.