My Hubby Can't Stop Pampering Me

Lu Weixi was suddenly hoisted sideways by him, leaving her in a state of shock. Although she was drunk, her fundamental resentment towards Qin Zhiyou was deeply ingrained in her; being in his embrace triggered every cell in her body to scream rejection. She snapped out of her stupor and began to struggle fiercely.

“Qin Zhiyou, get your hands off me! Don’t touch me, you bastard, just leave!

Let me go! I hate you!”

Normally, even when Lu Weixi is extremely angry, she would just grit her teeth and curse him calmly. However, her fierce reaction now was reminiscent of the proud young Miss Bai she used to be.

Her little fists continuously pounded his chest. Even though they didn’t possess much strength, the continuous barrage made it difficult for Qin Zhiyou to keep his composure. Taking advantage of this, she slid out of his grip, her facial expression one of “don’t mess with me,” her little eyebrows furrowed.

Seeing her break free, Qin Zhiyou’s face darkened further. He stepped forward, and when he saw her stepping back, he twisted and hoisted her over his shoulder in one swift movement.

Qin Zhiyou’s action startled not only the sober Yu Sixing and He Weiyou but also his secretary and others present.

Lu Weixi herself was disoriented. Her body from her abdomen up to her waist was propped against his shoulder with her head pointing down. She already felt dizzy from the alcohol and her stomach was not feeling well. It was indeed unbearable. As she regained her senses, she immediately started to throw punches.

Qin Zhiyou disregarded her punches, kept her legs tucked under his arm and one hand griped her waist. Looking back over his shoulder, he told his stunned secretary, “Pack up all her belongings.”

The secretary answered with a quick “okay” and went to gather her things. But when Lu Weixi continued to struggle, he smacked her bum — eliciting an impatient “Behave!” — before leaving his hand firmly on her rounded bottom.

Qin Zhiyou carried Lu Weixi through the VIP passage, down the elevator, across the parking lot, and into his car. Even when Lu Weixi tried to escape, he held her in his arms, with her trotters trapped between his legs and her arms locked in his. The ride home was smooth and unimpeded.

Upon reaching his villa at West Mountain, it was his home turf. He carried her out of the car and quickly took her inside before she could struggle.

The ride was a little bumpy. Feeling the danger of the situation, Lu Weixi, despite being drunk, had enough of her sense of danger left to not struggle too much.

The housekeeper and other maids jumped in shock at the scene. Qin Zhiyou, not bothering to change from his slippers, instructed, “Prepare some hangover soup. Leave it by the bedroom door,” before hurrying inside with her.

He wasted no time sprinting into the bedroom with Lu Weixi still in his arms, and tossing her onto the bed before slamming the door behind them. After some thought, he locked the door from the inside.

Thrown onto the bed by him, Lu Weixi’s anger now took precedence even though she hadn’t quite sobered up. Fueled by the alcohol, she glared at the slowly approaching Qin Zhiyou and vented her pent-up fury, “Qin Zhiyou, get out! I don’t want to marry you or sleep with you!”

Qin Zhiyou’s face darkened with rage as he moved closer. He knew she must be drunk because she wouldn’t normally be so brave to say something like this.

But as the saying goes, “truth comes out when one’s drunk”!

He gritted his teeth, “If not me, then whom would you like? Qin Zhi Su?”

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