Chapter Eighteen: A Hundred Strategies of the Trap System

As Qiao Luo looked up, she saw Qin Yanzhou with a slight frown, his gaze sweeping over the two guards before his expression grew even colder.

“What are you here for?”

The two guards immediately saluted Qin Yanzhou and explained their purpose.

Qin Yanzhou’s expression remained unchanged. “So, your mission is complete, and yet you’re still not leaving?”

His reputation as the cold-faced grim reaper was well-earned; his formidable presence silenced the guards instantly. They dared not utter another word and turned to leave promptly.

Sensing something amiss in Qin Yanzhou's mood, Qiao Luo tentatively asked, “Are you angry?”

She thought to herself, “I just inquired about him—why would he be upset? Such a petty thing!” Yet, worried she might have unintentionally rubbed salt into his wound, she understood his feelings.

“Sorry, I won’t do it again…”

Before she could finish, Qin Yanzhou grasped her hand gently and applied a slight pressure.

Qiao Luo stumbled and ended up sitting on Qin Yanzhou’s lap, their eyes meeting in surprise.

“I’m not angry, and you don’t have to apologize,” Qin Yanzhou said, his hand sliding around her waist. “I just think that if you want to know about me, it’s better to ask me directly… No need to discuss so much with unrelated people.”

Qiao Luo felt a strange pang in her heart. She couldn’t help but ask, “Could it be… you’re jealous?”

Qin Yanzhou pursed his lips but remained silent.

She cupped his face in her hands with a teasing smile. “You really are jealous, aren’t you? Because I talked to those two?”

She gently rubbed his cheeks. “But I was just asking about you, nothing else…”

Qin Yanzhou placed his hand over hers, his eyes showing a hint of guilt. “It’s not exactly jealousy. I just think that if you have questions about me, it’s better to come to me instead of others.”

Seeing his ears flush, and recalling how the two guards had described him as the cold-faced grim reaper, Qiao Luo couldn’t help but burst out laughing.

Right now, Qin Yanzhou was far from that image—he was like a big cat softly whining because of jealousy.

“You’re laughing!” Qin Yanzhou said helplessly as Qiao Luo nearly collapsed into his arms. Holding her with one hand, he wheeled himself inside, “You really are my nemesis!”

Qiao Luo laughed her fill but didn’t get up. Instead, she rested her head on Qin Yanzhou’s shoulder.

In truth, the past memories seemed less important now. As long as it was her, dwelling on the past felt pointless. What mattered was the present—her future with Qin Yanzhou.

System: “???”

“Little host!” the system screamed. “Don’t give up on the pursuit!”

“Nonsense! Of course not!” Qiao Luo rolled her eyes and started teasing the system again. “But I feel like Qin Yanzhou’s leg is a big obstacle in winning him over… Too bad my medical skills are average. If I were better, I could heal his leg, and then we could roll around in bed a hundred times a day.”

“Too bad—” she dragged out the word. “With his leg the way it is now, I’d probably have to do all the work myself… So tiring! I’m losing motivation already. Maybe platonic love is fine.”

The system immediately panicked. “Little host, how can you think like that? How would you have children if it’s platonic?”

“System, you know my stamina is limited. If I have to take the initiative in bed, I’ll lose interest!” Qiao Luo sighed. “To complete your task, I’d have to exhaust myself…”

The system immediately countered, “Fifty thousand yuan! You get fifty thousand yuan for getting pregnant!”

Qiao Luo’s expression turned serious. “Money is only enough if it’s sufficient. Besides, Qin Yanzhou holds a high position with a good salary, and his family is well-off. Thinking of it that way, fifty thousand yuan isn’t really tempting.”

The system grew anxious, spinning around in Qiao Luo’s mind. “Well, well…”

Suddenly, it had a flash of inspiration. “Is it that if Qin Yanzhou’s leg gets better, and you can enjoy lying in bed, then you’ll be willing to have children?”

“Isn’t that obvious?” Qiao Luo saw the system had fallen for it. Excited yet trying to keep calm, she said, “Once I enjoy making babies, the little ones will come naturally, right?”

The system immediately agreed, “OK! Since that’s the case, after you complete the first stage of the pursuit, I can grant you basic medical skills.”

Qiao Luo was instantly disappointed. “Only basic?”

The system stomped its digital feet. “What do you mean ‘only’? Don’t compare our high-level realm stuff with your low-level world!”

Qiao Luo replied, “Oh.”

High-level realm or not, she was still the one pulling the strings.

The system was about to short-circuit in frustration.

“Basic medical skills are enough to heal Qin Yanzhou’s leg!” the system protested. “I’m giving you foundational massage techniques now so you can help him regain muscle activity faster!”

Qiao Luo’s heart lifted, but she still looked skeptical. “Really? Your basic cooking skill was pretty mediocre.”

The system grumbled, “Can I say it’s because your realm has researched cooking too thoroughly?”

Determined to prove itself, the system promptly granted Qiao Luo the basic massage skill, making her big performance worthwhile.

Qin Yanzhou, holding Qiao Luo in his arms, had already entered the room. Qingqing patted her back gently. “My bodyguards will bring your meals later. You don’t need to cook lunch today—don’t overwork yourself.”

His gaze was soft as water. “I’ve called my mom too, asked her to find a suitable nanny. You won’t have to work so hard.”

“You actually hired a nanny!” Qiao Luo scratched her head. “I just cook a little every day and stroll around nearby. It’s really not that tiring… I’m worried someone might call me a hedonist!”

Though the overall atmosphere was relaxed now, Qin Yanzhou was still a soldier, so Qiao Luo felt a bit concerned.

“There’s a lot going on at home,” Qin Yanzhou toyed with her hand. “You’ve suffered before; you shouldn’t have to continue suffering after marrying me. And with my leg injury, hiring a nanny was already planned, so you don’t have to worry.”

Thinking of the hardships the original owner faced, Qiao Luo couldn’t help but tear up. “Qin Yanzhou, why are you so good to me?”

Qin Yanzhou smiled warmly. “You’re my wife, of course I have to treat you well.”

Looking at his clear and handsome face, his bright eyes shimmering like flowing water, and the slight upturn of his lips as if teasing her, Qiao Luo was irresistibly drawn in. She lowered her head and kissed his lips softly.