Chapter 6

And so, this Fox Big Brother settled down in the Fan Manor.

As for the entanglements of love and hate among me, Fan Hui, and Hu Qing, someone had already written it into a book and started selling it.

I munched on sunflower seeds as I read the storybook.

“Tsk, who wrote this nonsense?” I complained, “It’s utter rubbish.”

The book claimed that Hu Qing and I fought for favor in the manor every day, that Fan Hui doted exclusively on Hu Qing while I failed to win my husband’s affection, spending my days in tears.

Ha, am I, Jiang Ran, such a shallow person?

To pine for a man?

Impossible, absolutely impossible.

But there was one thing in the book that wasn’t wrong–Fan Hui truly did spoil Hu Qing.

And Hu Qing took full advantage of that favoritism, pushing it to the limit.

He’d go out of his way to annoy me during the day, but by nightfall he was a completely different person.

At this moment, I stared expressionlessly at the handsome man lying on my bed.

…A bit of a heart attack.

The quilt I’d just changed today was already tainted with fox musk.

Ordinary people probably couldn’t smell it, but unfortunately, I was a demon hunter.

“Big brother, can we talk? Can you find somewhere else to lie down from now on?”

Hu Qing’s face darkened. “You despise me?”

He cast a spell, and instantly, the scent on him–and in the room–vanished without a trace.

Ah, that’s better.

I glanced at him. “Did you put Fan Hui under your spell again?”

“Yeah,” Hu Qing replied. “Otherwise he keeps pestering me, it’s so annoying.”

If Fan Hui ever found out he’d been flirting and bickering all this time with a male fox, he’d probably jump straight into the Great East River.

After so many days, I’d figured out Hu Qing’s temperament.

One word sums him up:

Troublesome.

I’ve never seen anyone so troublesome–not even among foxes.

He said he wanted me to see Fan Hui’s true colors.

I asked him, “What do you want out of this?”

He said, “You two get divorced, and I’ll take you away.”

I said, “I think my life is pretty good as it is.”

Hu Qing was bewildered. “He doesn’t like you.”

I looked up at him. “I know. He likes you.”

Hu Qing said, “But I like you.”

I burst out laughing. “But I don’t like a fox.”

Fox Big Brother was furious, his handsome face flushing red with anger.

He stormed off the bed, kicked open the door, and marched out.

I called out, “You’re leaving already?

“I was actually thinking of touching your tail. Why not stay a little longer?”

The little fox slammed the door with a thunderous bang.

Oh my, he’s really mad.