My Love-Obsessed Elite Family Villain Husband Has Gone Mad with Jealousy - Chapter 8

In Qiao En’en’s view, asking a man she liked for something of his was inherently a sign of her affection.

And she had even said she would sleep with it.

So whether Fu Qianshan gave it to her or not, her character portrayal would undoubtedly be maintained.

But the problem was, why was Fu Qianshan staring at her without saying a word?

Mr. Fu? Mr. Fu?

Qiao En’en couldn’t take it anymore. She had only eaten half of her delicious meal!

As she spoke, her mind uncontrollably replayed the images of the gourmet feast on the table

Black truffle-baked silver cod, succulent pan-fried French foie gras, sweet-fleshed king crab, steak, roasted squab…

No, no, no!

I’m drooling.

Meanwhile, in his wheelchair, Fu Qianshan’s mind instantly synchronized with Qiao En’en’s mental images. He frowned deeply. …?

Then he heard Qiao En’en’s soft voice Can I have the book?

As her words faded, a flicker of darkness crossed the depths of the man’s eyes in the wheelchair.

After a moment, the man cast an inscrutable glance at the book in his hand, a subtle hint of inquiry surfacing in his deep eyes. You only want the book?

Yes, just the book.

What else would I want? You?

You wouldn’t give yourself to me anyway.

Just teasing, hehe.

The man in the wheelchair parted his cold lips slightly, his tone measured and deliberate. Reveal your true motive, and I might consider giving it to you.

Qiao En’en ……?

True motive?

My true motive is… this book doesn’t express my love for you.

What am I supposed to do?

Qiao En’en looked aggrieved, but she had to press on. My true motive is… this book is like you to me. If you won’t give me the book, the clothes will do.

Seeing the man hand her the book with an ambiguous expression, Qiao En’en happily kissed the cover. Prompted by the System, she gazed at him with tender affection, her voice soft and sweet. Thank you, Mr. Fu. You go about your business. I’ll be a good girl and wait for you to come home.

She turned and hurried back to the private room.

Closing the door and settling back into her seat, Qiao En’en finally relaxed and began to devour her meal with gusto.

Honestly, eating a meal was such a struggle for her.

It seemed that beyond following the plot, she absolutely had to maintain a safe distance from Fu Qianshan.

She really didn’t want to constantly maintain her persona. Eating, drinking, playing, and enjoying life as a carefree, wealthy woman was her true goal.

Qiao En’en happily wrestled with her hairy crabs, completely unaware that just beyond the door, in the long, silent corridor, a man in a wheelchair outside another private room was staring intently at her retreating figure until the door blocked his view.

So, could Qiao En’en actually hear his inner thoughts?

Her pointed remark about his hypocrisy was… a deliberate tactic to play hard to get?

Recalling the vivid, colorful images she had conjured in his mind and her unfiltered inner thoughts, Fu Qianshan dismissed the idea.

Her seemingly affectionate gaze might appear pure, but her emotions were utterly superficial, entirely perfunctory.

Most importantly, her inner thoughts couldn’t lie.

The man’s fingertips unconsciously tapped against the wheelchair armrest.

From the moment he could remember, he had always craved absolute control. Yet Qiao En’en remained the sole exception, completely beyond his grasp.

Fu Qianshan disliked exceptions.

Until he understood the whole situation…

Junlan Yue Mansion, located in Suzhou City’s prestigious wealthy district, was vast and served as Qiao En’en and Fu Qianshan’s marital home.

Yet Fu Qianshan had never once stayed there.

The original owner of the body had been particularly resentful, but unable to vent her anger on her family or Fu Qianshan, she instead nitpicked at the mansion’s servants and butler, finding fault with everything.

In just a month, the staff had grown wary of her, fearing that any misstep would trigger her temper, leading to outbursts and property damage they would have to clean up.

Thus, when the mansion’s butler and servants saw Qiao En’en driving back alone as usual, they inwardly sighed—it seemed Madam Fu was likely to cause trouble again today.

As soon as the car stopped, the butler led the staff forward, their faces fixed in standard polite smiles, their voices crisp and clear Welcome back, Madam Fu.

Qiao En’en, who had just opened the car door, startled.

Before she could say a word, the perceptive butler had already taken all her shopping bags from her hands.

Madam Fu, what would you like for dinner? I’ll have Aunt Qin prepare it for you right away, the housekeeper, Aunt Qin, asked respectfully.

Qiao En’en, who had already eaten her fill outside, subconsciously patted her stomach and gazed at the magnificent five-story mansion before her, its grandeur resembling a palace. She smiled politely and replied, No need, thank you.

This mansion is absolutely stunning, she couldn’t help but marvel inwardly.

The opulent exterior, the vast front yard resembling a miniature garden, the towering fountain plaza, and the artfully sculpted colonnades…

No wonder everyone wants to be rich.

The people who live here must be… incredibly fortunate.

With a cheerful stride, Qiao En’en entered the mansion, leaving the slightly bewildered housekeeper and servants exchanging glances.

As described in the book’s meticulous detail, the mansion’s interior was the epitome of luxury, boasting a private cinema, a gym, an outdoor swimming pool, a petal-filled hot spring bathtub, and a walk-in closet, among other lavish amenities. Every feature perfectly matched her fantasies of a dream home.

This was Qiao En’en’s first time staying in such a grand mansion.

To say she wasn’t excited and nervous would be a lie.

Fortunately, before arriving, she had requested a 3D video of the villa from the System. While not completely familiar with the place, she had at least a basic understanding of its layout.

Even so, she was still awestruck by the sheer scale of the villa, which felt almost within reach.

After asking the housekeeper to put all her purchases in the walk-in closet, Qiao En’en couldn’t help but exclaim again once the housekeeper had left

This place is absolutely incredible! I love it so much!

And since Fu Qianshan wouldn’t be staying here, she didn’t have to maintain her persona. Pure bliss.

Qiao En’en relaxed with a luxurious hot spring bath, then headed up to the fifth floor to watch an IMAX movie, staying up past midnight in excitement before finally falling asleep.

As a result, she slept until ten the next morning.

Bathing in the soft sunlight, Qiao En’en stretched lazily, asked Aunt Qin for the first-aid kit, and changed the bandage on the wound on her calf. The rest of the day was spent lounging in the villa, playing games, watching movies, singing, and having Aunt Qin wash her hair.

Pure bliss.

Thank you, Aunt Qin.

As Aunt Qin blow-dried her hair, Qiao En’en munched on the expensive cherries from the fruit platter and sighed contentedly Being rich is truly the best.

Aunt Qin, starting this month, all employees’ salaries will be doubled.

Now that she had money, she might as well reward the hardworking staff who were just like her. Hehe.

Aunt Qin, who had been marveling at how Madam Fu seemed like a completely different person these past two days, replied, Yes, yes, thank you, Madam Fu.

After blow-drying her hair, Qiao En’en changed into a fitted dress and removed the white gauze from her calf. The wound had already begun to scab over, making further bandaging unnecessary.

With that, Qiao En’en headed out.

Having spent the entire previous day at home, she decided to take advantage of the clear, sunny weather to go shopping and get a beauty treatment.

After completing her errands, Qiao En’en found a nearby Western restaurant for dinner.

Before she could even order, her gaze, like those of the other women in the restaurant, was drawn to the tall, handsome figure seated at the grand piano in the corner.

The pianist wore a mask, his forehead smooth and cool. His deep, intense gaze was fixed on the sheet music, and his profile radiated an air of mystery.

His playing was fluid and melodious, bordering on divine.

A true feast for the eyes.

System Host, this person seems to be… the Male Lead?

According to the plot, the Female Lead has been frequenting this Western restaurant lately, and the Male Lead comes here to play the piano whenever he has time, hoping to run into her.

Speaking of the Male and Female Leads, Qiao En’en remembered something  Did Jiang Yuening go to the bar last time? 

Logically, Jiang Yuening should have gone to the bar to drown her sorrows.

But since she didn’t end up throwing herself at Special Assistant Chen, it seemed she wasn’t that heartbroken after all.  Could this affect the plot between the Male and Female Leads? 

The System thought  I don’t know. I’m only responsible for the Host. But logically, she should have gone. They’re the Male and Female Leads—it’s impossible for an NPC like the Host to have any real impact on their story. 

I see.

Having her question answered, Qiao En’en couldn’t help but scrutinize the man playing the piano again.

I have to admit, the Male Lead really is both talented and handsome, and a top player in the investment world. He definitely fits the role.

Wait a minute…

He’s the person I’m supposed to love?

Does that mean I still need to maintain the persona of someone deeply in love with him?

Qiao En’en asked the System anxiously, while simultaneously grabbing her bag, ready to bolt at any moment.

She was determined not to waste any time or energy on people or events outside the plot.

 No need,  the System replied.

Qiao En’en silently put her bag back down.

Well, now I’m a little curious.

The moment her mental grumbling faded, the melodious piano music abruptly stopped.

The man playing the piano turned around and strode purposefully toward Qiao En’en.

He removed his mask, revealing a strikingly handsome face.

No wonder the original owner liked him. He’s quite handsome without the mask.

But still not as handsome as Fu Qianshan.

The man’s expression darkened.

After a brief, scornful laugh, his face grew even more somber.

Qiao En’en ……?

Is this guy okay? Why the sudden mood shift?

Wasn’t the Male Lead in the book supposed to dislike the original owner?

Why is he showing so much emotion?

After a moment, he said in a deep voice, Qiao En’en…

Qiao En’en Huh?

Lu Yanhui, who had been playing the piano peacefully, suddenly heard someone call him ugly. ……

Lu Yanhui came from a poor family.

But from childhood, he had been exceptionally intelligent and fiercely determined, never bowing to fate.

He diligently studied finance, and with his keen business acumen and relentless effort, he gradually rose through the ranks of the investment world, eventually becoming a revered titan in the industry.

He had never been troubled by his appearance his reflection in the mirror always drew a confident smile. From childhood, whispers of admiration had followed him through every street corner and alleyway. Everyone agreed he was exceptionally handsome—everyone, that is, except for this woman who had once claimed to adore him, now publicly declaring him ugly?

And then, she even dared to say Fu Qianshan was uglier than him?

But that wasn’t the main point. The real shock was that he hadn’t heard her spoken words, but rather her… inner thoughts?

Could he hear Qiao En’en’s thoughts?

After a moment of stunned disbelief, Lu Yanhui nearly laughed.

Qiao En’en, even hatred born of love has its limits, he said, his voice icy and devoid of warmth. At the very least, you shouldn’t distort reality.

Qiao En’en stared at him, dumbfounded.

Is this guy okay? she couldn’t help but wonder inwardly to the System.

Does he have a screw loose?

Before her mental grumbling could fade, Qiao En’en watched in astonishment as a faint smile tugged at the corner of the man’s lips.

Was that a genuine smile?

Lu Yanhui, flattered by being called clever, cleared his throat. Ahem, you have good taste.

Qiao En’en blinked, utterly bewildered. …?

Alright, that confirms it.

This Male Lead is completely out of his mind.

I need to stay far away from him.

Thank goodness I didn’t order anything yet. I’ll just eat somewhere else.

It’s a relief there’s no plot in the book involving me and the Male Lead.

Just as I was about to move, I saw a tall, imposing figure in a wheelchair outside the floor-to-ceiling windows.

Who else could it be but Fu Qianshan, the man who forces me to maintain my deeply in love persona whenever he sees me?

Aaaaaah! Fu Qianshan?!

I can’t let him see me!

Qiao En’en immediately sat back down, pressed a hand to her forehead to shield her face, and ducked her head, terrified that Fu Qianshan, who was approaching the restaurant, would spot her.

Fu Qianshan can’t see me. He can’t see me.

He definitely can’t see me.

Qiao En’en frantically prayed in her mind.

Then, a crisp, authoritative male voice rang out beside her

Mr. Fu, Qiao En’en is waiting for you here.

She’s right here.

Qiao En’en’s mind went blank. ……

She awkwardly looked up and met Fu Qianshan’s cold, indifferent gaze, his lips curved in a mocking smile.

Author’s Note

Did you notice, my little darlings? The original Male Lead could hear the Female Lead’s inner thoughts about him—the exact opposite of what she was actually thinking.

So when she was thinking about punching him, he thought she wanted to kiss him.