The Yandere Queen's Manual for Training Her Wife - Chapter 65

Xia Mingtang was usually spoiled and pampered, always displaying a fearless, firecracker-like temperament.

But when something actually happened, she would panic and act timid, all while pretending otherwise.

Take the last five minutes, for example—she had washed her hands and even trimmed her nails at lightning speed, mentally rehearsing countless scenarios.

Yet, when Qin Yan appeared again, radiating charm and issuing an enticing invitation…

She swallowed hard, putting on a morally upright facade. “Forget it. I’ll let it go this time. You can leave.”

She intended to let Qin Yan off the hook, but Qin Yan had no such plans.

Her jade-like hand rested on Xia Mingtang’s slender shoulder, her eyes seductive, her breath fragrant, carrying three parts seduction and seven parts provocation.

“What’s this? Are you going to go back on your words just now, Tangtang? Are you not capable?”

Xia Mingtang: !

A woman cannot admit she’s incapable!

A surge of anger flared in her chest. She grabbed the two pearl-white thin straps and yanked Qin Yan onto the bed, her voice sharp and fierce.

“Then today, I’ll show you whether I can do it or not!”

Her force was a little too much. With a snap, the strap broke in her hand.

Holding the snapped strap, Xia Mingtang froze for two seconds. Am I really doing this right?

Seeing her distracted at this moment, Qin Yan didn’t relent. She hooked her arms around Xia Mingtang’s neck, pulling her close for a long, lingering kiss.

Xia Mingtang, almost losing her breath, suddenly realized this was wrong.

She struggled to lift herself up and, in a flash, pulled off the broken pearl-white silk nightgown, quickly tying Qin Yan’s hands together.

Biting her lip, she threatened, “Behave. You’re not touching me today.”

Qin Yan lay down following Xia Mingtang’s movements, her eyes tenderly fixed on her.

Her jade-like body, a perfect work of art, glowed under the warm indoor light.

For the first time, Xia Mingtang looked down at someone completely exposed beneath her, feeling a shock that made her nostrils flare with heat.

Luckily, she reacted quickly with a tissue and avoided a disaster.

Qin Yan, her hands tied above her head, upper body bare, stared at Xia Mingtang without blinking, her smile teasing and mischievous.

Xia Mingtang felt mocked.

Seeing Qin Yan’s deliberately provocative expression, her heart burned with indignation!

Forced into this situation by impulse alone, she leaned down and bit into the soft flesh.

“Mm~”

Qin Yan let out a slight moan of pain, the sound sticky and tantalizing, buzzing against Xia Mingtang’s fragile eardrums.

Shivering, Xia Mingtang groped at the jade-like smoothness, mimicking how Qin Yan had teased her before.

She couldn’t tell how much of it was genuine desire and how much was revenge.

All she could think of was making the woman under her cry hard.

After all, Qin Yan had always bullied her!

Qin Yan’s voice, soft and clear, freely expressed her sensations—pain, pleasure, discomfort—but never a whimper.

Xia Mingtang wasn’t satisfied; she decided to increase her intensity.

She groped lower, still struggling to find the right spot.

Sweat beaded on her forehead.

Meanwhile, the person who should have been losing control remained slightly more composed than her.

“Need me to help?” Qin Yan moved her bound hands slightly, asking kindly.

“No need. Just lie still!”

Panicking, Xia Mingtang finally found a gap and went all the way in.

“Mm~”

This moan lasted longer than before. Qin Yan’s brows furrowed slightly in pain, like distant mountains.

Afraid of making a mistake, Xia Mingtang trembled, wanting to withdraw, but was firmly held.

“Keep going.”

Qin Yan turned slightly, adjusting to the angle.

…

Fingers followed the rhythm, producing even more pleasing sounds.

Her arms ached from the high-frequency activity. She wanted to end this absurdity.

But thinking of how Qin Yan had always bullied her and made her cry, she couldn’t let it go so easily.

Gritting her teeth, she grabbed Qin Yan’s wrist with her other hand and intensified her efforts.

She scolded while working, “Cry!”

“Huh?”

Qin Yan, immersed in pleasure, opened her eyes in confusion at this demand.

Xia Mingtang was now giving it her all, trying to make her cry through a mix of biting and roughness. Qin Yan still didn’t cry, leaving Xia Mingtang feeling wronged.

Her hands were sore, yet she gritted her teeth and continued.

She vented:

“You always bully me!”
“You always boss me around!”
“You’re a pervert!”
“And you still won’t cry!”

“Waa~”

Her words grew more aggrieved, tears falling on Qin Yan’s pale skin, sending a shiver down her spine.

Qin Yan, originally enjoying herself, was bewildered.

Being the “attacker” also required stamina, especially while crying—oxygen became scarce.

She looked at the little fox sleeping on her and stayed silent for several seconds.

She hooked her silk garment, untied her bound hands, and made one final move.

Then, she lifted the exhausted little fox along with her clothes and assessed her performance.

“Soft and weak, can’t find the right spots, nails not trimmed. And I still didn’t cry.”

Her words scolded, but her eyes held lingering affection.

After a while, she sighed softly, hugging the soft little fox. “Now, you can calm down, right?”

After a night together, Qin Yan finally lifted the separate-bed restriction. The crisis caused by the 51% shares was temporarily deferred.

This didn’t mean Xia Mingtang had lost all temper—she still refused Qin Yan’s touches despite sharing a bed.

Qin Yan, aware of her own fault, indulged her these days.

Xia Mingtang, having taken the upper hand, had been attacking for several days, often pausing due to her tearful, oxygen-deprived state.

But the feeling of control was undeniably satisfying.

She had been happily in charge for a few rare days.

Yet, the day before her birthday, something unhappy happened.

An Ran came to resign.

“Senior, you’re leaving?” Xia Mingtang looked at the resignation letter in shock.

An Ran was the company’s second-largest shareholder and also its general manager. Her departure would be like removing the backbone of the company.

Xia Mingtang had planned to gradually hand over the company to her after arranging everything abroad. Now…

“Why?”

Xia Mingtang looked up at her, trying to persuade, “Can’t you stay? If it’s too tiring, you could take paid leave. If it’s about salary, you can ask!”

“It’s not the company, it’s me,” An Ran interrupted calmly.

“You’ve already been very good to me, but now, I have reasons I can’t ignore.”

“You can’t even tell me the reason?” Xia Mingtang’s eyes were full of hurt, like an abandoned little fox.

“Yes.” An Ran packed her things quickly, explaining, “I’ve already briefed Xiao Li on work matters. She’s reliable. Later, you can hire a professional manager…”

Xia Mingtang lost interest in the rest.

They had co-founded the company, with An Ran taking care of her for many years. They weren’t just partners but trusted friends.

And now, her friend was leaving with no explanation.

She waved helplessly, interrupting, “When exactly are you leaving?”

“This afternoon’s flight. Sorry, Tangtang. I won’t make it to your birthday. Happy early birthday.”

How could she be happy now?

Xia Mingtang put down the resignation letter and left the general manager’s office, feeling dejected.

An Ran felt sorrow seeing her lost figure.

Not long ago, she had received a similar message.

In a corner of a café, a tall woman in a suit placed her phone on the table. Her voice was cold and emotionless.

“Your mother and sister are now in Country M. Here is your visa. You should reunite with them as soon as possible.”

An Ran looked at the video—her mother and sister interacting with a blonde foreigner, in a completely different environment than before.

She panicked. “Who are you? What have you done to them?”

The tall woman replied calmly, “You don’t need to know who I am. I’m just delivering a message.

“Don’t worry. Your mother and sister are safely settled in Country M. Everything is arranged.

“If you go to reunite with them soon, your family of three will be better off.

“And don’t worry about work…”

Greencards, high-level jobs at top companies, small houses—so many opportunities were offered.

Most people would be grateful.

But An Ran sensed a hidden threat—she had to leave, or her family’s safety was at risk.

She requested to speak with her relatives and received permission.

Her mother sounded happy, praising her achievements, saying they were well in Country M and missed her dearly…

After hanging up, she asked the tall woman, “When must I leave?”

“February 21st.”

February 21st—one day before Xia Mingtang’s birthday.

An Ran suddenly understood.

The tall woman, seeing her waver, reassured her: “Once you go, a new life begins. Do not ask questions or speak unnecessarily.”

[Some things are best never said, for your own good.]

She had received a similar message over a month ago.

She had endured quietly, but envy and resentment had eventually overwhelmed her.

When Xia Mingtang asked, she told the whole story but twisted the blame toward Qin Yan.

She hadn’t expected the news to spread so fast.

She should be thankful—perhaps the other party still had some conscience or restraint.

This time, she was simply being sent abroad.

Some battles are lost before they even begin.

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