The Yandere Queen's Manual for Training Her Wife - Chapter 63

Qin Yan scooped the cooked meat onto a plate and turned around to get some bread.

She saw Xia Mingtang standing in front of the refrigerator, holding a loaf of bread in her hands, her cheeks puffed out, looking helpless and frustrated.

“Tangtang, bread like this isn’t tasty. I’ll warm it up for you,” Qin Yan reached out.

Seeing her approach, Xia Mingtang got angry and threw the half-bitten bread onto the table.

She took a gulp of water from the fridge, swallowing what was in her mouth, only letting out a soft “hmph” from her nose, and turned toward the resting area without saying another word.

Qin Yan saw that the little fox was still angry, so she took the bread back to the kitchen.

Ten minutes later, a breakfast full of color, aroma, and flavor appeared on the dining table.

There were sandwiches, hollow pasta, homemade milk tea—foods Qin Yan usually considered unhealthy—but now they were all laid out.

Xia Mingtang sat on the sofa, staring at her tablet, clearly unwilling to engage with anyone.

Only the delicate tip of her nose twitched slightly as she stubbornly refused to look up.

Qin Yan took a sandwich and tried to coax her, “Tangtang, this one has your favorite hawthorn jam. Want to try it?”

“No!” Xia Mingtang frowned, trying not to be distracted by the aroma of the food.

She glared at Qin Yan with a serious expression. “I knew you’d try to sweet-talk me. I’m not that easy to deal with. Do you know how over the line your actions are?!”

“I know I was wrong. I apologize now, and I’ll be more careful next time,” Qin Yan said, bringing the sandwich closer to the little fox’s mouth.

“Next time?!”

Xia Mingtang was furious and turned her head, only showing her back to Qin Yan.

“You clearly haven’t realized your mistakes. Take it away—I’m not eating your food.”

Seeing that Xia Mingtang was resolute, Qin Yan sighed helplessly.

She brought the sandwich to her own mouth and took a bite.

The combination of the meat and sauce aroma was even stronger, and Xia Mingtang’s gaze involuntarily flicked over.

Seeing Qin Yan enjoying it so much only made her angrier.

She stood up and pushed her away. “Go away, don’t block my sight! I don’t want to stay here. Either you drive us back, or I’ll walk myself!”

Qin Yan glanced at the rain, which had started to ease, thinking that the weather forecasts had been completely unreliable lately.

Although the rain was almost over, the wet surroundings were indeed no longer suitable for camping.

Besides, her little fox was still angry—if she was mad enough, she could walk out on her own.

“Wait until the rain stops, then I’ll drive us back,” Qin Yan said, reaching out to stroke the soft hair on her little fox’s head—but was met with a glare.

She could only return to the dining table and eat her own portion of breakfast.

The rain stopped quickly, and Qin Yan wiped her hands and went to the driver’s seat.

Xia Mingtang had been distracted by her tablet in the rest area, but when she felt the car start moving, she tossed the tablet aside, finally free from pretending to be busy.

From the time she woke up until now, almost half an hour had passed, and her stomach was already growling.

With nothing else to do, she decided to make herself something to eat.

This camping trip was originally planned for three days, and the fridge was well stocked.

Xia Mingtang, feeling very hungry, decided to make fried rice. She remembered how the family cook had made it before—it was the simplest dish.

She took rice, eggs, tomatoes, and some packaged vegetables from the fridge.

Pouring some oil into the pan and turning on the heat, the oil sizzled violently.

To avoid splattering, she quickly dumped all the rice and vegetables into the pan.

Luckily, the tomatoes had been washed, and she quickly cut them into pieces and added them too.

The moisture from the tomatoes finally subdued the jumping oil.

She then cracked the eggs into the pan—only to have the shells break in with the egg whites and yolks.

Looking at the chaotic mess in the pan, Xia Mingtang thought: no problem, I’ll just pick out the shells at the end.

She carefully stirred for seven or eight minutes until everything was mixed and steaming.

It should be cooked.

Tsk—looks aren’t great.

She reassured herself: food is meant to be eaten, not just looked at.

She transferred her “creation” to a plate and spent five minutes picking out all the eggshells.

Finally, she could eat.

She scooped a big spoonful and tasted it—her expression instantly turned chaotic.

The rice… was a bit hard.

The vegetables… slightly bitter.

The eggshells… weren’t they all removed?

Despite it not matching her expectations, this was her first time cooking for herself, so she decided to give herself face.

She forced herself to swallow the chaotic mixture, tears stinging her eyes.

After the first difficult bite, she hesitated at the next spoonful.

It shouldn’t be this bad—she remembered cooking mushroom soup in Yun Town before, and it had turned out well.

It must be the utensils or the ingredients here!

Maybe… she should just eat the bread after all.

She searched the kitchen but found none—it had all been made into sandwiches by that black-hearted culprit!

Hungry and unenergetic, Xia Mingtang sat at the dining table, noticing the steaming breakfast on the table.

Peeking at the driver’s seat, Qin Yan was still focused on driving, not planning to look back.

Perhaps sneaking a bite now wouldn’t be noticed…

If asked later, she could just say she cleared the table.

Finally, Xia Mingtang convinced herself and began devouring the breakfast in the blind spot of the driver’s view.

The RV drove back to the Xijing Villa.

Qin Yan stopped the car, unbuckled, and left the driver’s seat.

Xia Mingtang, originally playing with her tablet, got up when she felt the car stop, heading to the door and coincidentally running into Qin Yan in the dining area.

Qin Yan noticed Xia Mingtang, about to call her, but her gaze fell on the now-empty dining table, and she smiled warmly.

Seeing this, Xia Mingtang delivered her prepared excuse, calm and collected.

“Oh, the table was messy before. It bothered me, so I tidied it up.”

Qin Yan smiled, her eyes full of affection, “Tangtang, I didn’t ask.”

Xia Mingtang: !

Annoyed, she stormed out and headed straight for the master bedroom.

Mimi had been napping in her cat bed near the bed. Seeing Xia Mingtang, she meowed and brushed her fluffy tail against Xia Mingtang’s legs.

Xia Mingtang’s anger softened a bit. She picked up Mimi, sitting on the sofa and cuddling her for a while.

Then she remembered something, put Mimi down, and began packing her clothes.

The route back to the Xia residence was temporarily blocked, so even finding a new place would take time, but she refused to share a room with that Qin beast again.

Her wardrobe was full, sorted by season.

Xia Mingtang lazily grabbed clothes randomly like a lottery, tossing them onto the bed.

Clothes of all styles covered the bed like snowfall.

Qin Yan, having just finished giving instructions to the butler, entered and saw her wife throwing clothes around.

Without a word, she silently picked up the clothes and hung them back in the wardrobe, matching Xia Mingtang’s speed.

Xia Mingtang threw one piece, and Qin Yan hung one piece—neither slower than the other.

Xia Mingtang’s temper flared; her pretty face flushed.

“Are you doing this on purpose? I’m telling you, I absolutely, absolutely won’t sleep in the same room with you again! If you force me, I’ll leave right now!”

She looked like a fluffed-up kitten, ready to hiss at anyone who dared touch her tail.

Qin Yan sighed lightly, patiently coaxing, “This time it’s my fault. Even if we separate rooms, I should be the one moving to another room.”

Xia Mingtang: ?

She had been ready to bite, but Qin Yan’s understanding left her with no outlet for her anger.

Taking advantage of her pause, Qin Yan put the birdcage necklace on her and placed a light kiss on her smooth forehead. “I’ll sleep next door.”

Then she casually picked two sets of clothes and left.

The plan to sleep separately went smoother than expected. That afternoon, Xia Mingtang canceled her leave and drove herself to the company.

An Ran was slightly surprised to see her so quickly back. “Why are you done with your break so soon?”

“Not fun, so I came back,” Xia Mingtang replied, feeling she owed Qin Yan no explanation and hadn’t revealed her weird behaviors.

Seeing her pensive, An Ran asked with concern, “Tangtang, is there something you need?”

“Yes, there’s something.” Xia Mingtang didn’t beat around the bush.

“Senpai, previously when we competed to acquire the Zhuang family’s stake in Ji Corporation—the one that ended up with 51%—did you ever find out about them?”

Back in Yun Town, An Ran had only mentioned the competitors were formidable and mysterious.

But since the other party became the largest shareholder of Ji Corporation, information would be easier to obtain.

After her failed acquisition, Xia Mingtang focused on investors and then her marriage, so she had set aside thoughts about the person who had thwarted her.

But last night, Ji Xianglan’s words suggested something strange.

Since receiving the warning text, An Ran had intended to leave it alone.

After all, Xia Mingtang was married—what purpose would pursuing it now serve?

She feigned surprise. “Tangtang, didn’t you know? I thought she had told you already.”

“She?” Xia Mingtang looked puzzled.

“You’ve been married for so long—it’s not really a secret.”

An Ran pulled out carefully kept files and flipped to the crucial page.

“The current largest shareholder of Ji Corporation is Qin Yan. She used to live in the U.S. but has recently returned to Rong City…”

Xia Mingtang’s gaze fell on the photo. The person looked gentle but carried an air of aloofness.

Though she had seen these features countless times, they now felt slightly unfamiliar.

The person in the photo was smiling at her—laughing at her ignorance, laughing at her foolishness, laughing at how thoroughly she had been played.

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