The Rebirth of the Cultivation Leader Qin Zhao as a Celebrity

Qin Zhao saw Chu Yan in the living room when she got up.

He seemed to have just returned, wearing a white lab coat, dragging his suitcase towards the guest room.

"I had an emergency surgery yesterday."

When he saw Qin Zhao, Chu Yan explained.

"You don't need to explain to me; I'm not interested in what you do."

Qin Zhao yawned and sat down on the sofa.

But as soon as she sat down, there was a snap, and something fell from the corner of the sofa.

Both of their gazes were drawn to the small object on the floor.

Qin Zhao's expression suddenly froze on her face, while Chu Yan's hand, which was resting on the handle, gradually tightened.

The object on the floor was a box of condoms.

The atmosphere in the living room grew somewhat tense.

Finally, Qin Zhao picked it up.

Looking up at Chu Yan, she casually said, "It's not strange for an adult's home to have these. If you can't handle it, let's get a divorce."

Her implication was clear—yes, I cheated, found another man.

Either put up with it or divorce me.

These were bought by the original owner, meant for use with Xie Han, but they hadn't had the chance.

Qin Zhao couldn't bother to explain; she hoped Chu Yan would misunderstand and then kick her out.

"Indeed, it's not strange."

Shadows covered Chu Yan's eyes as he strode forward.

He stood beside the sofa, looking down at Qin Zhao with a dangerous glare.

Chu Yan took the condoms from her hand, his lips twisted in a mocking sneer, "So you bought these for me? Want to try it on the sofa?"

He leaned in close, his hand braced beside her.

"Don't flatter yourself. I've told you before, I'm not interested in you."

His proximity made her uncomfortable, and she couldn't help but turn her face away from his gaze, scoffing, "Xie Han is much more interesting than you, I'd rather try it with him on the sofa."

Chu Yan's eyes turned icy, his fingers gripping her chin, turning her face towards him, "Is that so? Why don't you compare who is better in technique between the two of us?"

Before Qin Zhao could react, he kissed her.

She hadn't expected him to kiss her and reached out to push him away, but Chu Yan easily restrained her hands above her head, pinning her firmly against the sofa.

The crisp breath between their lips was extremely aggressive, seeming to invade everything; the coldness in Phoenix Eyes surged with wild desire, wanting to devour her.

"Uh… you!" Damn it! Asshole!

A thick, bloody taste spread between their lips, and blood flowed down.

Seeing her eyes turning red, and her alluring gaze shimmering with tears, Chu Yan couldn't help but chuckle softly, easing his grip slightly.

As soon as he loosened his hold, Qin Zhao kicked him away and slapped him hard.

"Get out!"

She was shaking with anger.

But unbeknownst to her, this disheveled and furious look made her even more attractive.

Chu Yan wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, chuckled lightly, "It seems marrying you was indeed a wise decision. Your taste is just as I imagined."

His deep gaze fell on her disheveled collar, then to the discarded condom on the sofa.

He bent down, picked it up, and threw it into the trash can.

Qin Zhao breathed heavily, glaring at him hatefully; he seemed unfazed by her disgust and leaned closer, whispering in her ear, "We are legally married, after all; we don't need these things."

"Shut up!"

She longed to slap him again, but Chu Yan dodged in time and cheerfully returned to his room.

Qin Zhao sat in the living room, her expression dark.

At that moment, she realized how dangerous living with Chu Yan was.

So she changed the door lock code first, then barged into Chu Yan's room.

Chu Yan was on the phone, his suitcase still unopened.

Qin Zhao didn't say a word, just took his suitcase and headed outside.

"What are you doing?"

Chu Yan hung up the phone and followed her.

At the door, Qin Zhao stopped, then suddenly pushed him outside.

"I regret this, now get lost!"

With that, Qin Zhao slammed the door shut with a loud bang.

"..."

On his first day, Dr. Chu, kicked out of the house, stared fixedly at the tightly shut door, frowning deeply.

He reached up to touch the side of his face, which still hurt from the slap she had given him.

Chu Yan dragged his suitcase away, but instead of going home, he went straight to the hospital.

He entered Qin Wan's hospital room with a pale face, sat beside the bed, and choked up as he called, "Auntie." His long eyelashes drooped slightly, and a few shiny tears fell.

Chu Yan sat down in a position that cleverly allowed Qin Wan to see the slap mark on his handsome face.

His lip was also split, looking as though he had been beaten.

"Oh my, what happened?"

Seeing him in such a sorry state tugged at Qin Wan's heart.

"Qin Zhao, she,"

Chu Yan started to speak, hesitated, and finally said, "Auntie, I'm fine."

"How did you get hurt on your face? Did Qin Zhao hit you?"

Qin Wan felt a deep pain in her heart, her anger almost giving her a heart attack.

That beast Qin Zhao! She actually hit her husband! Such a good man, how could she bear to hit him!

"No, I provoked her anger."

Chu Yan's eyes reddened, "Auntie, please don't blame her, it's all my fault."

"No matter what, she shouldn't hit you!"

Qin Wan felt too heartbroken, he had been beaten like that, and yet he was still defending Qin Zhao. In this world, only Chu Yan could tolerate Qin Zhao's terrible temper!

"Don't worry, auntie will discipline her for you!"

"Auntie, please don't scold her. But can you talk to her for me? If there's anything I've done wrong, I will definitely change. Can she not kick me out?"

Qin Wan noticed the suitcase at the door.

She felt that Qin Zhao was worse than pigs and dogs!

As if hitting him wasn't enough, she had also kicked Chu Yan out.

Qin Wan quickly made a phone call to Qin Zhao, "Zhaozhao, come to the hospital."

When Qin Zhao rushed over and saw Chu Yan inside, her heart sank, a bad feeling emerging.

"Zhaozhao, how could you hit someone? When spouses have disagreements, you should communicate properly. Hitting is wrong. Apologize to Chu Yan and take him back home."

"I hit him?"

Qin Zhao's hands clenched tightly at her sides.

Not only did she feel like hitting someone, but she also wanted to kill this dog Chu Yan!

"Isn't that slap mark on his face from you?"

"Yes, I hit him!" Qin Zhao gritted her teeth, "But you didn't even ask what he did to me!"

"What did he do?"

Qin Zhao was suddenly speechless.

Was she supposed to say that Chu Yan kissed her, so she hit him?

They were legally married, that excuse was far too weak.

"It's nothing," Qin Zhao replied irritably.

"Then it's your fault, apologize to him. And what do you mean by kicking him out?"