My Lovely Wife is a Forensic Doctor

Chapter 29 There's No Excuse to Bully You

She had called him so intimately!

Qin Jinhuan was very upset after hearing it. He looked at Mu Yu who was standing at the corner and heard everything that she had said on the phone in a low tone.

"I'm fine. My phone had shut down automatically as the battery was dead."

"Tonight? This. Um."

"Oh, all right, see you then."

See you then?

Qin Jinhuan leaned at the door frame and had his cold eyes locked on Mu Yu.

Mu Yu hung up the call and held the phone to her chest with both of her hands. The image of Xin Yihan's handsome, gentle face appeared before her, and joy couldn't help but fill within her eyes.

She hadn't eaten with him for a long time.

She remembered when she had just entered the university, he was always worried that she couldn't adapt to university life and went to the university to visit her all the time. He would have heart-to-heart talks and take her out to eat.

Because of his outstanding appearance and extraordinary temperament, he was particularly eye-catching when he was on campus and had been favored by many pretty girls. She felt very anxious as pretty girls would try to get close to him. However, after seeing him ignoring every single pretty girl that came close to him and only focusing his eyes on her, she was relieved and thought that their relationship could turn into something more. So, she received all the jealous and envy gazes without worries. When it was late at night, she would imagine how their relationship would develop in the future.

It was the happiest time in her life since overcoming her psychological trauma, but these days didn't last long.

Until today, she could vividly recall the day when Xin Yihan and Yin Xiaotian appeared in front of her with interlocked hands while they were laughing and talking. That was the first time she experienced heartbreak. It was also the moment she knew that Xin Yihan had treated her as his own sister all along. All her fantasies toward love were nothing but a wishful thought.

Ever since Xin Yihan had introduced Yin Xiaotian to Mu Yu, she had been extremely kind to her. There were countless times when she cared for Mu Yu and had helped her out when she needed it. Mu Yu couldn't help but feel guilty toward her affection for Xin Yihan and decided to bury it deep inside her heart. Coincidentally, Xin Yihan had opened several branches of his company and was very busy with work. So, she deliberately used this as an excuse to reduce the number of times she met up with him.

The more she suppressed it, the more she yearned to see him. Every time his name popped up on her phone screen, her heartbeat quickened, and her face would flush red. It was just like what Jiang Wenwen said_there were butterflies in her stomach and she was red in the face. Her joy had come from deep inside of her, and she had no control of it, just like this time.

I don't even know how Yihan has been doing recently, he.

Before she could ponder this thought further, the smile on her face froze because she was greeted by an upset look on Qin Jinhuan's cold face when she turned around.

"W-Why are you here?" Somehow, she felt a little guilty.

"Done arranging the meet-up with him?" Qin Jinhuan asked with his thin lips and a casual look on his face.

"Um. You."

Since he had heard of it, she might as well tell him the truth.

Mu Yu tentatively asked, "Can I go?"

"Sure."

"Really?" Mu Yu couldn't believe he would agree so quickly.

"Of course, but remember to make it clear with him."

"Make what clear?"

Qin Jinhuan glanced at her faintly. "Tell him that you are already the mistress of the Qin family, and you shouldn't have too much contact with opposite genders."

"What? This. We will soon break off our marital relationship. There's no need to let too many people know about our relationship, isn't it?" After seeing his face turned sour, Mu Yu quickly smiled obsequiously and said, "I'm afraid that this will affect you."

"It is you who haven't given up on the guy with the surname Xin," Qin Jinhuan pointed it out and mocked. "You're still thinking of shamelessly clinging to him?"

Mu Yu instantly blushed and became annoyed. "What nonsense are you talking about? Yihan and I are just normal friends. It's not as dirty as you think."

"If that's the case, clear it up with him. If you won't say it, I will go out with you tonight."

"There's no need. I will tell him."

As she shook her hand continuously, Qin Jinhuan couldn't help but snorted, "Don't let me hear any rumors. You won't be able to bear the consequences."

Hearing the threat in his words, Mu Yu argued back weakly, "You're overthinking too much. We're just having a meal."

"Let's go."

"Where to?"

"To eat."

Mu Yu looked at her watch and realized that it was already twelve o'clock. With an 'oh', she lowered her head and quietly followed him from behind.

After a few steps, her hands were suddenly held by someone. She instinctively withdrew her hand and was about to exclaim, but she caught a glance of Dong Wanqing standing by the end of the stairs and quickly stuffed her hand back into Qin Jinhuan's hand. In a blink of an eye, both of their hands were interlocked. She trembled slightly from the warmth between his fingers. When the scene where Xin Yihan and Yin Xiaotian appearing in front of her for the first time flashed through her mind, she couldn't help but sigh.

It must be a very blissful thing to interlock your fingers with the man you love. Unfortunately, the man standing in front of her wasn't her true love.

"Be careful of the stairs."

When Qin Jinhuan's gentle reminder sounded in her ears, Mu Yu quickly pushed her thoughts away.

"Feeling upset?"

"What?" She didn't know what he meant and looked at him, surprised.

"Do you feel upset that you have to tell Xin Yihan you're my wife?"

"Ah, n-no."

"You should feel proud of it."

"What?" Mu Yu was thinking about Xin Yihan. That was why she was confused with Qin Jinhuan's irrelevant words.

"So many women would cry and make a fuss about wanting to marry me, but I chose you."

Tsk, you can marry whomever you want. If I had a choice, I wouldn't even want to register the marriage with you. Of course, these were Mu Yu's unspoken words as she wasn't in the mood to argue with him. Suddenly remembering Dong Wanqing, she immediately turned around and looked behind her. Dong Wanqing was no longer behind them, so she let out a sigh of relief. Although she was reluctant to become the mistress of the Qin family, it was still her duty to put up a good show.

When both of them entered the dining room, the servants had already prepared their tableware for them. Noticing that they were inside the dining room, Li Xianglan quickly pulled out the chair for Mu Yu to sit down and helped her wear her napkin.

"I can do it myself. Thank you." Mu Yu wasn't used to being served. She quickly wore her own napkin while glancing at Qin Jinhuan who was sitting beside her. When she saw he was sitting comfortably while being served, she couldn't help but exclaim in her heart at the 'doings' of the rich.

Soon, Dong Wanqing also entered the dining room.

She only dared to yell at Mu Yu because she was protected by Qin Xiaozhi. Now that Qin Xiaozhi had fallen ill and hadn't woken up yet (as napping would restore his state of mind every time he fell ill), she had no one to rely on. She instantly became well-behaved and smiled at both of them with a pleasing look. After seeing them ignore her, she felt put out and sat opposite them, embarrassed.

Their lunch was a steak course. Although the steak was tender, the bread was sweet-smelling, and the soup was delicious. However, Mu Yu, who always ate Chinese food, wasn't very used to it, but she didn't want to be rude. So, she tried to take her knife and slice the beef. No matter how hard she tried, the beef still remained untouched and made her a little embarrassed.

"The knife is too blunt. Change it to this one." With that, Qin Jinhuan handed her another knife.

"Oh, thank_" Before she could finish speaking, Mu Yu was stunned.

Hey! Wasn't this the scalpel that she put under her pillow?

He wanted her to cut the beef steak with the scalpel?

After exchanging gazes with him, she instantly understood what he had meant and took it with pleasure. While she cut the steak, she praised, "This is indeed a good knife."

Dong Wanqing was also struggling to cut her steak with a blunt knife. Hearing Mu Yu's words, she couldn't help but look at the knife in her hand. Although the knife was small, it was sharp enough to cut the steak. She immediately turned her head to Li Xianglan, who was standing in the corner, and ordered, "Auntie Lan, change my knife for me too."

Looking at how she was staring intently at the knife in Mu Yu's hand, Li Xianglan was a little awkward. "Miss Dong, there isn't such a knife in the kitchen like the one the mistress is using."

"Then she."

"I'm using a scalpel," Mu Yu responded just in time.

"A scalpel?"

Seeing the questioning look in Dong Wanqing's eyes, Mu Yu smiled and waved her scalpel around. "Yes, this is a knife specially used on corpses in an autopsy."

Qin Jinhuan interjected, "What corpses?"

"It means dead people. This knife is sharp indeed. Regardless the age or s*x, with just a gentle cut, you can cut out the organs of a person. So, cutting the steak is a piece of cake," Mu Yu said while she drew the scalpel to her chest and made a cut in the air as if she was a corpse and was dissecting herself.

"You're saying that you have used this knife to dissect dead people?" Dong Wanqing, who was sitting opposite her, instantly changed her complexion.

"Not only have I used it on dead people, but I've also used it on dead cats and dead dogs. I even used it to dissect a dead mouse the day before yesterday. This knife is really good to use. Say, Miss Dong, isn't your knife blunt? Why don't you use it to cut your steak first? Cutting the steak is so much easier than dissecting the dead," Mu Yu said and handed the scalpel to her.

The scalpel was stained with bright red tomato sauce similar to the color of human blood and extremely uncomfortable to look at.

Dong Wanqing's face turned pale as if she had seen a ghost. She screamed and immediately pushed away her chair. Covering her mouth, she rushed toward the bathroom. Soon, there came the sound of her vomiting everything out.

As Qin Jinhuan frowned, Mu Yu pretended to look innocent and shrugged her shoulders. "It was you who handed me my scalpel, so you can't blame me if you feel disgusted. If you want to vomit, go then. Don't try to hold back."

Qin Jinhuan glanced at her, placed his plate of steak in front of her, and said softly, "I'm too lazy to cut. You help me cut it."

His words made Mu Yu feel surprised. She waved the scalpel in his face and asked, "This is the knife I use for dissecting bodies. Aren't you disgusted by it?"

"Think of it as using it for the first time. Just cut it."

She didn't expect him to see through her.

Mu Yu smiled dryly.

This was a special set of scalpels because Xin Yihan had given it to her as a gift when she first entered the university. She was always unwilling to use it because she wanted to keep it as a souvenir. Since she was worried that Qin Jinhuan would do something out of line, she had taken one out for self-defense. She didn't expect her treasured scalpel could be used for self-defense and to give people a hard time. Her mood became better at the thought of this.

She suddenly realized something while cutting the steak and asked, "By the way, Dong Wanqing's and my knife are very blunt. Have you arranged this on purpose?"

"What do you think?"

Mu Yu pouted her lips. "You did this because you didn't want to eat on the same table with her, not because you wanted to help me teach her a lesson."

"You're so smart. This is your reward." Qin Jinhuan picked up a piece of beef with his fork and brought it to her face.

Mu Yu showed a look of disgust and wanted to refuse, but when she saw that he was giving her the look, she immediately turned and looked over. She saw Dong Wanqing's figure appearing in the living room. Then, she immediately shouted loudly at Dong Wanqing, "Miss Dong, I disinfect my scalpel every time after I've dissected a body. You wouldn't smell a trace of blood on it. You can rest assured. Come, I will help you cut your steak."

Dong Wanqing felt another wave of nausea washed over her. She turned around and rushed to the bathroom again.

Mu Yu pretended to laugh out loud and avoided the beef that was given by Qin Jinhuan, but Qin Jinhuan wasn't angry. As he was about to put the beef into his mouth, the phone rang. He immediately picked it up when he saw it was a call from Wen Zeyu.

"What? Okay, I'll go to the company at once."