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Chapter 578: Accompanying Qu Jing Home

A lot of things happened in May. First and foremost, Qu Jing boarded a flight to the United States.To be honest, Qu Jing had never imagined that she would one day study abroad. However, like most girls, she was filled with longing for the foreign lands across the ocean.

Before she went abroad, Zhou Yuwen accompanied Qu Jing back to her hometown in Bengbu, Anhui.

Truth be told, Zhou Yuwen had always assumed there was something dysfunctional about Qu Jing's family, otherwise she would not have willingly agreed to be his woman. But after visiting her home, he was quite surprised.

Both of Qu Jing's parents were actually middle school teachers.

Her family could not be considered wealthy, but they were certainly not poor either.

They lived in a multi-story residential area built in the early two-thousands.

More than a decade had passed, and the residential area looked slightly aged, but it was undeniably brimming with the vibrant atmosphere of everyday life.

For this trip to take Qu Jing home, Zhou Yuwen drove a black Land Rover recently purchased by his company. As the massive vehicle rolled into the residential area—a place that rarely saw such large cars—it immediately caught the attention of the old men gathered at the entrance playing Chinese chess, prompting them to look up.

Meanwhile, a slightly hunched middle-aged man carrying a grocery basket kept walking forward, looking completely indifferent to the commotion.

That was until the car window rolled down.

Qu Jing peeked out her head, looked at the middle-aged man walking ahead, and called out loudly, "Dad!"

The shout was very loud.

It startled the old men playing Chinese chess.

The middle-aged man, who had been walking briskly, froze upon hearing her voice and turned his head to glance at the massive car beside him.

He stared at the young person who had peeked out her head.

After a long moment.

"Jingjing?"

Father Qu could not believe his eyes.

By this time, Qu Jing had happily hopped out of the car.

Qu Jing had always been a tall girl. However, having been with Zhou Yuwen for nearly two years and undergoing his guidance for so long, her figure had become considerably more voluptuous.

It was May, and the weather was hot. Since it was a rare opportunity for Qu Jing to travel alone with Zhou Yuwen, she dressed up beautifully. She wore a cropped gray knit shirt that left her slender waist exposed, paired with blackish-gray denim shorts. Her pristine, smooth legs radiated a vibrant sense of youth in the May sunshine.

On her feet were a pair of black mid-calf socks and sneakers.

Qu Jing's father was not tall, standing at only about five foot five, so he appeared rather short in front of the five-foot-seven Qu Jing.

Even now, he had not fully processed the situation, murmuring, "Haven't the holidays not started yet?"

"Why are you back so early?"

"Wait. That's not right, aren't you already doing your internship?"

"And..."

Father Qu turned his head to look at the black Land Rover and the sharply dressed young man who had just stepped out of the vehicle.

"Who are you?"

"Dad, this is my boyfriend!" Qu Jing grinned, winking at her father, before grabbing Zhou Yuwen's hand.

"Boyfriend?"

Father Qu froze for a second before suddenly seeming to snap out of his daze. "Ah, oh, right, a boyfriend. A boyfriend is good."

"Let's go home, let's go. Your mother is waiting at home."

"Really, you didn't even tell me or your mother that you were coming back."

Father Qu complained as he started walking toward their building.

However, after taking barely two steps, he was immediately pulled back by Qu Jing. "Oh, Dad, don't walk! Get in the car," she urged.

"Get in what car? We are just a few steps from home."

From just a few words, it was clear that Father Qu was a very honest middle-aged man. However, unable to resist his daughter's forceful demands, he was quickly pulled into the car.

This left Father Qu feeling quite helpless, and he kept repeating, "Sigh, I am not used to riding in these."

"I am really not used to this."

Sitting in the back seat of the large Land Rover, Father Qu ran his hand over the upholstery and could not help muttering, "These seats are genuine leather, aren't they?"

Once Father Qu was seated, Zhou Yuwen started the car, and the vehicle quickly drove deeper into the residential area.

Meanwhile, the old men playing Chinese chess at the entrance watched this scene unfold. They could not help but tilt their heads and remark to the people beside them, "Old Qu's daughter has really made something of herself."

"Yeah, she even brought her boyfriend home."

In these decade-old residential areas, all the neighbors knew each other. Any foreign car entering the neighborhood would undoubtedly draw stares, let alone a Land Rover worth nearly a million yuan. It was safe to say that within just a few hours of the car driving into the complex, several people were already spreading the gossip.

Old Qu's daughter brought home a rich man.

"He is quite young, too!"

Young and promising, without a doubt. When Qu Jing's parents saw Zhou Yuwen, one could not say they were completely satisfied, but they were definitely not dissatisfied either. It was just that they felt a little strange.

Exchanging a glance, they were still somewhat uncertain. How could such an excellent boy take a liking to their daughter?

They knew their daughter was pretty, but the problem was that this Zhou Yuwen was far too extraordinary. According to Qu Jing, Zhou Yuwen was even featured in the news.

Could their daughter really be a match for someone like him?

The two elders communicated with their eyes for quite a while.

Finally, Qu Jing's mother broke the silence. Smiling at Zhou Yuwen, she said, "Xiao Zhou, have some fruit. Old Qu, go cut another plate of apples."

Old Qu was very obedient. Without saying a word, he turned around and headed to the kitchen to cut the apples.

In truth, Qu Jing had not expected Zhou Yuwen to actually come home with her. But at this moment, looking at her parents' faces full of disbelief, she felt immensely proud. She did not know what exactly she was so proud of; she just felt incredibly happy.

Mother Qu tried to exchange a few more words with Zhou Yuwen.

Zhou Yuwen answered fluently, flashing Mother Qu a polite smile from time to time.

However, Mother Qu was the one who felt overwhelmed.

This young man was simply too excellent. She felt entirely convinced that her daughter was out of his league.

"Um, I will go help him cut the fruit. Jingjing, you chat with your boyfriend."

After saying that, she scurried off to the kitchen as if escaping.

Watching her parents beat a hasty retreat, Qu Jing could no longer hold back and burst into a fit of giggles.

Zhou Yuwen asked, "Do your parents dislike me?"

"How could that be!" Qu Jing blinked with a simple expression.

Zhou Yuwen asked, "Then what is going on?"

Qu Jing replied, "They like you too much."

Father Qu was in the kitchen cutting fruit when Mother Qu suddenly rushed in. She nudged her husband with her elbow and asked, "What do you think?"

Hearing this, Father Qu replied, "What do I think about what?"

"About our daughter's boyfriend, of course!" Mother Qu hissed.

Upon hearing this, Father Qu pouted disdainfully and grumbled, "Every mule to its own saddle. You know exactly what our daughter is like. And he even wants to send her to study abroad? Who knows where he is really sending her."

Mother Qu had initially felt that the whole situation was a bit unfathomable as well, but hearing her husband speak like this made her unhappy. She could not help but smack his arm, frowning as she demanded, "What do you mean by that?"

"Is this how a father should act? Looking down on your own daughter so much?"

"I am just speaking the truth. Do you really think someone like him can truly care for our daughter?" Father Qu argued.

Mother Qu was speechless upon hearing this and retorted, "You have a good temper, but besides a good temper, what other strengths do you have? Hmph!"

Having said her piece, Mother Qu snatched the freshly cut apples right out of her husband's hands. She glared at him and scolded, "You just can't stand to see our daughter do well!"

With that, she carried the fruit out and began enthusiastically entertaining Zhou Yuwen, urging him to eat. She asked if he was accustomed to the food here and if he wanted anything else.

"If you want to eat anything, just tell Auntie. Auntie will go out and buy it."

Hearing these words from the kitchen, Father Qu felt even more disdain. He scoffed coldly, thinking to himself, 'I've never received such treatment in my entire life.'

It was obvious that Qu Jing's father did not care much for Zhou Yuwen. He did not believe in pies falling from the sky, nor did he want his daughter to study abroad; all he wanted was a simple, peaceful life. Unfortunately, he was not the one who called the shots in the family. More often than not, it was Mother Qu making the decisions. Even during dinner, Father Qu barely spoke a word.

Zhou Yuwen made his intentions very clear. He stated that he wanted to focus on cultivating Qu Jing's talents by sending her to study abroad, so she could return and help manage his company. He mentioned that there was information about his company online, which they could look up themselves to understand better.

"Furthermore, Uncle and Auntie, if you ever want to visit Qu Jing abroad, I can make the arrangements for that as well."

Listening to Zhou Yuwen lay out his plans point by point, Mother Qu grinned from ear to ear with joy, but Father Qu was clearly less than thrilled.

By the time they finished dinner, it was almost eight o'clock.

Father Qu started packing up, signaling his intention to head out.

Mother Qu asked curiously, "Old Qu, it is so late. Where are you going?"

"I am going out to book a hotel for Xiao Zhou. If it gets too late, I am worried there won't be any rooms left."

Before Father Qu could finish his sentence, Qu Jing interjected, "Why should he stay in a hotel? It is much better if he just sleeps in my room!"

As soon as she said that, Father Qu's movements froze mid-step.

Mother Qu gave an awkward laugh and tried to smooth things over. "Ahem, yes, it is not like we don't have enough space at home. When the time comes, Yuwen can sleep in Jingjing's room, Jingjing can sleep with me, and you can just sleep in the living room."

"Mom, there is no need. I can just sleep with my boyfriend!" Qu Jing announced proudly, hugging Zhou Yuwen's arm.

At this moment, the family was visibly embarrassed. It was not that they could not accept it, but rather...

"Er, Uncle, Auntie, there is no need. I actually already booked a hotel before I came," Zhou Yuwen offered proactively, unable to stand the awkward atmosphere any longer.

"You already booked one? Where did you book it? Is it expensive?" Mother Qu hurriedly asked.

Zhou Yuwen replied that he wasn't entirely sure.

"The company booked it for me. It is at the Hilton..."

"The Hilton? That is a five-star hotel, it must be very expensive!" Mother Qu exclaimed immediately.

Zhou Yuwen said it was alright.

Then he glanced at his wristwatch and stood up. "Well, Uncle and Auntie, let's call it a day. Jingjing's flight is in two weeks. You don't need to worry; I have acquaintances in New York who will definitely take good care of her. Our company periodically sends a batch of people there for studying, so please rest assured."

As Zhou Yuwen said this, he had already risen to his feet.

Seeing Zhou Yuwen stand up, Mother Qu followed suit and said, "We completely trust you, of course."

Qu Jing followed Zhou Yuwen out the door.

Watching his daughter head outside, Father Qu could not help but ask, "Where are you going?"

Qu Jing replied, "I am escorting him to the hotel."

"Do you know what time—"

Before Father Qu could finish his sentence, Mother Qu tugged sharply on his shirt hem.

Father Qu swallowed the words that were on the tip of his tongue.

Just like that, Qu Jing accompanied Zhou Yuwen to the Hilton. On the way there, Zhou Yuwen mentioned that she really did not need to follow him. Since she only had two weeks left, she ought to spend more time with her parents.

Sitting in the passenger seat, Qu Jing gazed at Zhou Yuwen and couldn't help but say, "But I want to spend more time with you. I originally wanted you to stay at my house; I didn't expect my dad to actually disagree."

Zhou Yuwen replied that disagreeing was the normal reaction, wasn't it?

"Alright, head back early. Don't make your family wait and worry."

Zhou Yuwen gestured for Qu Jing to just get out of the car; there was no need to see him off any further.

Hearing this, however, Qu Jing couldn't hold back a soft chuckle.

She gave Zhou Yuwen an incredibly charming and coquettish look, declaring, "I won't!"

"?"

Qu Jing rubbed against Zhou Yuwen's body and murmured, "I am not going back tonight."

"?"

Zhou Yuwen stared at Qu Jing in disbelief. "You are joking, right? How are you going to explain this to your parents?"

"What is so hard to explain?"

Qu Jing blinked with a playful smile.

After following Zhou Yuwen into the hotel room, Zhou Yuwen had barely started unpacking his luggage when he noticed Qu Jing rummaging through the bag she had brought.

She was still wearing that gray cropped knit shirt with a button-up design. Qu Jing's cleavage was not massive, but it was certainly not small either. Wrapped tightly in a knit shirt that was a size too small, her chest looked as if it were bursting at the seams.

After Zhou Yuwen finished his own tasks, he looked over at Qu Jing, seeing only her slender back. He walked over, placed his hands on her shoulders, and asked what she was doing.

"Master,"

At that moment, Qu Jing turned her face around.

Zhou Yuwen was taken aback; he had not noticed when she did it.

Qu Jing had already fastened the black collar he had bought for her back in Shanghai around her neck.

Right now, Qu Jing indeed looked incredibly alluring. Her small mouth was slightly parted as she stared at Zhou Yuwen pitifully, pleading, "Please bestow your favor upon Jingjing one more time?"

Zhou Yuwen said nothing. By this time, Qu Jing had already knelt in front of him and begun unbuckling his belt.

Zhou Yuwen remained silent, allowing Qu Jing to kneel before him and do as she pleased.

Until she was just about finished.

Zhou Yuwen abruptly scooped Qu Jing into his arms and tossed her onto the bed.

He asked, "Do you want it?"

"I do..."

Qu Jing's voice was soft and feeble.

Zhou Yuwen lowered his head and gently kissed Qu Jing's small mouth.

When it came to being intimate with Zhou Yuwen, Qu Jing had always maintained a highly submissive attitude. She closed her eyes, greedily enjoying the favor Zhou Yuwen bestowed upon her.

The two of them continued to kiss for a long time.

While kissing, Zhou Yuwen's hands were wrapped around Qu Jing's slender waist. However, his hands slowly moved upward until they were cradling her neck, and then he quietly unclasped the collar around it.

"?"

Their lips parted, and Qu Jing looked at Zhou Yuwen in confusion.

Zhou Yuwen declared, "Qu Jing, from today onward, you are not my pet."

"You are my wife."

"Ah..."

It was just a soft whisper, but it immediately made Qu Jing's face flush deep red as her legs reflexively clamped together.

"Ma—"

"I want..."

Zhou Yuwen had originally wanted to say some sweet nothings to Qu Jing.

Who could have expected Qu Jing's reaction to be so intense?

Well, in the end.

Zhou Yuwen still ended up lying there obediently on his back.

And then, Qu Jing, wearing the collar, knelt at Zhou Yuwen's feet and lowered her head, helping him experience water flooding Jinshan Temple.