Well, Qin Xueba really fits the term "beast in human clothing". When he puts on clothes, he is a handsome elite in society. When he takes off his clothes, he is a pervert.

If Qin Mo knew that in such a romantic situation, his wife would call him a pervert, he would be so angry that he would laugh.

He walked over and handed her the flowers, raised his eyebrows and said, "Happy seventh anniversary, honey."

Wen Xia accepted the flowers, and she looked "curious", "Honey, how much private money do you have left? Can you tell me the number?"

Qin Mo: “…”

I originally thought my wife would say: Husband, happy seventh anniversary to you too.

He was overthinking it.

"My dear wife, I don't have any private money."

Wen Xia didn't believe that he didn't have any private money. He used to hide his private money in red wine boxes, and he must be even better at hiding it now.

I'll go back and look for it later.

Seeing her eyes rolling around, Qin Mo knew she didn't believe it: "..."

They only ate half of the cake, packed up the rest and went to the movies.

Who proposed?

Of course it’s Qin Xueba.

…

It was already twelve o'clock when I got home.

Qin Mo saw Wen Xia take out the only red wine box in the house, check it from the outside to the inside, and finally shake the red wine.

“…”

You don't have to think about what she is doing.

Find private money.

Damn it, the wedding anniversary is getting worse every year.

Damn it, I’m so pissed off.

He said faintly: "Wife, the private money is in my pants, do you want to touch it?"

Wen Xia understood immediately and looked between his legs, "..."

She countered: "Forget it, your private money is useless."

Useless?

Qin Mo gradually approached her and finally pressed her down on the sofa. "Useless?"

"Um?"

"Then why is my wife saying no?"

Wen Xia: “…”

She pinched his face and said, "Hurry up, I have to correct the papers for He Qian and Ning Yan, and I also have to prepare lessons."

There were still early classes tomorrow, so Qin Mo got up reluctantly, but he still teased her, "Really don't want to touch me?"

Wen Xia picked up the pillow and hit him, "Go and get my book."

When he took it out, Wen Xia was very embarrassed to let him correct the paper.

Qin Mo was already used to this kind of thing, so he naturally picked up the red pen to make corrections, with a slightly resentful tone, "Chinese Valentine's Day, anniversary, and another Valentine's Day, then we can get together to play cards."

One year on Chinese Valentine's Day, he prepared a candlelight dinner and waited for Wen Xia to get off work, but she came back with more than fifty papers to correct.

She also smiled and tried to please him: Husband, have fun grading the papers.

Wen Xia: “…”

She said, "The more the better."

The more the better, fuck it.

Qin Mo raised his eyebrows and warned in a ruffian tone: "Try another one? I copied the test paper's nest."

Wen Xia: “…”

She began to prepare lessons. With the addition of He Qian, the work of preparing lessons became much more difficult because there was a big gap in their learning levels and they were facing different learning stages.

Qin Mo finished correcting the papers in just over ten minutes. Wen Xia glanced at him and asked, "How is it?"

"It's horrible." Qin Mo spat out a few words, then got up and made two cups of coffee.

Wen Xia took the English papers of Ning Yan and He Qian. Ning Yan scored over 100 points, and He Qian scored over 80 points.

It's a bit horrible for a top student who got full marks.

After reading He Qian's English composition, she sighed deeply. There were grammatical errors and vocabulary errors.

It's a fatal deduction.

…

Wen De called several times, and Wen Xia was tutoring Ning Yan, so she had to honestly tell him about her tutoring job.

When Wend found out that Wen Xia was a tutor, his first reaction was that she had no money. After explaining the factory's affairs, he drove over.

At that time, Wen Xia was taking extra classes at Luo's house. After receiving the call, she asked Qin Mo to help her and then went downstairs.

The broken light on the stairs had not been repaired yet. Luo Yan was afraid that Wen Xia would fall, so she accompanied her downstairs with a flashlight.

Winder stood beside the car, rubbing his eyebrows with his hands. When he heard footsteps, he put down his hands.

Wen Xia naturally saw it, a trace of heartache flashed in her eyes, and then she shouted happily: "Dad."

She paused and introduced: "This is Aunt Luo, Aunt Luo, and this is my dad."

Wend said "hmm", then looked at Luo Yan behind her and said, "Hello."

Luo Yan quickly replied: "Hello, Xiao Xia's father, it's cold downstairs, let's talk upstairs."

The three of them went upstairs.

Wen Xia was afraid that Wen De couldn't see it, so she took the initiative to hold his hand. Wen De looked at their hands and there was a little more tenderness at the corners of his lips.

When Qin Mo saw his father-in-law, he subconsciously lowered his crossed legs, then opened his mouth but held it back, and finally said politely, "Uncle Wen."

"Yeah." Winder showed no expression.

Wen Xia continued to tutor Ning Yan. Wen De sat on the stool next to Qin Mo. Qin Mo: "..."

He took out his phone to ease the tense atmosphere, and the screen lit up with a photo of him and Wen Xia, "..."

I didn't dare to look at Wend's eyes.

It was half past ten when the tutoring session ended.

Luo Yan sent them off, but it started to rain, so Luo Yan went upstairs to get an umbrella. It was already 11:40 when the three of them got on the car.

Traffic was slow on a rainy day, and it was eleven o'clock when we were only halfway to school.

Qin Mo glanced at his watch and felt a little panicked, "..."

He glanced at his wife who was sitting in the passenger seat and hadn't realized the problem yet, and took out his cell phone: Wife, it's eleven o'clock.

The phone vibrated, Wen Xia took it out, and heard a strange sentence. She didn't react at first, and then she reacted, "..."

I can't go back to school.

She looked at Wend who was concentrating on driving, "..."

She hesitated for more than ten seconds, "Well, Dad, let's just find a hotel to stay in."

Wend thought she was worried about him, "No, you guys go back to school and live."

Wen Xia: “…”

She weakly told the truth, "Dad, it's eleven o'clock, the school is closed."

The car stopped by the roadside.

Wend was an adult, and he knew some things after just a little thought. He glanced at the two of them with a stern expression, "Did you live outside before?"

Qin Mo dodged awkwardly when he met his father-in-law's eyes as if he wanted to hit someone. But not admitting it was not an option, so he simply laid it out and made it clear.

He gritted his teeth and said, "Yeah."

Just at this moment, Wen Xia replied: "No."

They both: “…”

Wend was so angry that his eyebrows hurt. He couldn't help rubbing them. It would be a lie if nothing happened when a young and energetic man and woman spent the night outside.

Thinking of this, he looked even more unhappy, especially when he looked at Qin Mo's eyes. Qin Mo: "..."

He touched the tip of his nose and said, "Dad... Ahem, Uncle Wen, I will be responsible for Xia Xia."

Wen Xia nodded helpfully, confirming the authenticity of the matter.

Winder: “…”

At a loss.

Headache.

Things have already happened. He was silent for a while and planned to talk about this calmly: "Responsible? You are still children. Do you have a source of income?"

Qin Mo nodded firmly, "Uncle Wen, don't worry, I will give Xia Xia a good life."

"Dad, I can make money myself." Wen Xia helped out.

Seeing his father-in-law's face getting even uglier, Qin Mo looked at Wen Xia who was helping him with a "sad" look. Wen Xia: "..."

She added, "Dad, husband..."

"He can support me. He is very rich."

Qin Mo: “…”

He held his head with one hand.

The wife doesn’t want to help, she wants to “get rid of” him and find another husband.