Chapter Thirty-Two: Just Be My Personal Assistant

Watching Xue Tian'ai's smug smile, with his words about forgetting to count his second brother echoing in her mind, Qin Mengxue's expression darkened. She felt as if an extraordinary specimen was blooming right before her eyes. Was this man incapable of surviving without lewd jokes?

"Honey, don't you see how clever I actually am?" Xue Tian'ai said, grinning mischievously.

"I haven't noticed your cleverness, but I've certainly experienced your shamelessness from the start," Qin Mengxue replied, refusing to look at him as she picked up the Tears of Azure and played with it.

"Honey, do you want me to help you put it on?"

Startled by his words, Qin Mengxue paused. A ring? Now that they were married, a wedding ring was expected, but when a woman lets a man put a ring on her finger, isn't it a tacit acceptance of him?

No, no, she couldn't just accept Xue Tian'ai so easily! She couldn't keep giving in; otherwise, he would only become more presumptuous.

"No need. I'm not ready to wear this ring yet." Qin Mengxue placed the Tears of Azure back in its exquisite jade box and put it away.

"Honey, are you dissatisfied with the ring?" Xue Tian'ai was oblivious to her inner thoughts. "If you don't like it, I have other gifts!"

"Other gifts?" Qin Mengxue looked up, ignoring his question about the ring and instead focusing on the latter part.

"Yes, though I bought them with your money..." Xue Tian'ai walked to the living room wardrobe and pulled out the lingerie he had purchased for her that afternoon.

When she saw the small bag in his hand, Qin Mengxue's face tightened. She recognized the brand immediately—it was the same as the lingerie she wore herself.

Xue Tian'ai handed her the bag, speaking proudly, "Though I lived the life of a kept man today, I still spent most of the money on you, honey. I'm absolutely the model Chinese husband! I'm genuinely moved by myself!"

Qin Mengxue's face turned ashen as she took the bag. Sure enough, it was lingerie—sensual lingerie of all kinds. He'd actually bought her lingerie and was bragging about it!

She picked up a white camisole, her face darkening further. What sort of things had he bought?

"Honey, now we have lingerie and a marriage certificate. Isn't it time for our wedding night? Though that's supposed to be on the wedding day, we've delayed three years, and I don't mind at all. As they say, good things are worth the wait!" Completely oblivious to her expression, Xue Tian'ai continued to smile.

"Xue Tian'ai! Go to hell!" Qin Mengxue grabbed the portable laptop from the table and hurled it at him.

"Damn!" Xue Tian'ai cursed as he saw the laptop flying toward him. Were wealthy people always so capricious, even using computers to hit someone?

Quick and agile, Xue Tian'ai caught the laptop in his hands and sighed in relief. "Honey, could you throw something cheaper next time? Even if you're upset, the lingerie bag would do."

His words startled Qin Mengxue. In her subconscious, she hadn't even considered throwing the nearest lingerie bag. Why was that? Was it because it was a gift from Xue Tian'ai?

For some reason, Qin Mengxue seemed to instinctively treasure whatever Xue Tian'ai gave her. The thought made her blush.

"Mind your own business. I think that would hurt you more!"

"Then, honey, won't you comment on my gift? I'm sure you'll look stunning and irresistible in it!" Xue Tian'ai said with a lascivious grin.

"In your dreams!" Qin Mengxue rolled her eyes at him, then said, "It's time we discussed serious matters now."

"I'm all for serious discussions. But isn't this sofa a bit small? Should we go upstairs?"

Qin Mengxue seemed used to his flirtatious banter and rubbed her throbbing temples. "What job do you have now?"

"Job? I don't have a job..." Xue Tian'ai replied, surprised.

"So you have no money and no job at the moment?"

"That's right. I have no job now, and all my money went into the ring!" Xue Tian'ai spoke without shame, almost proud.

The thought of her dowry money being gone made Qin Mengxue's heart ache. Her cheap husband was truly an extraordinary piece of work.

"You're the eldest grandson of the Xue family. Don't they arrange any work for you?"

Arrange work? His whole life was probably arranged down to the last detail. Xue Tian'ai smiled bitterly inside but showed nothing on his face. "The Xue family is involved in politics. With someone like me, do you think they'd arrange anything for me?"

Actually, the Xue family had arranged a domestic position for him—leader of the Wolf Pack. But Xue Tian'ai neither wanted Qin Mengxue to know nor did he wish to return there.

If Xue Gangtao could be acknowledged by the Xue family, why hadn't Xue Tian'ai been made public? Qin Mengxue wondered, but it was inconvenient to ask. Families like the Xue probably had their own secrets. It was best not to pry.

"What university did you graduate from, what was your major, did you do postgraduate or doctoral studies? I'll see what kind of position I can arrange for you in my company."

Xue Tian'ai was stunned by her words. "Do I really need a job?"

"What else would you do if you didn't work?"

"But honey, you're so wealthy. If I just spend your money, it should be enough for a lifetime, right? I want to be the most handsome kept man, to enjoy the glamorous world outside. Why make me work? That's not something a kept man should do."

Hearing this, Qin Mengxue's expression grew colder, without the slightest attempt to hide her disdain. He wanted to live off her so openly, with no ambition whatsoever. Maybe that's why the Xue family never made him public—lewd, lazy, and spendthrift.

"You are not my kept man, but my lawful husband! Don't even think about living off me! Besides, my money isn't enough for someone as extravagant as you!"

"I knew being a kept man wasn't so easy." Xue Tian'ai shrugged. "So what kind of job will you arrange for me?"

"What university, what major?" Qin Mengxue asked again.

Xue Tian'ai blushed, coughed, and declared, "I believe academic qualifications are unimportant. What matters is my personal ability!"

Diplomas? Ridiculous. Xue Tian'ai hadn't even attended kindergarten, let alone earned a degree. If Qin Mengxue found out, she'd laugh him to death.

He resolved never to reveal his lack of education. "Using qualifications to judge a person's character and ability is inaccurate. So, honey, you should keep this in mind when hiring in your company!"

"Stop!" Qin Mengxue cut him off, not wanting to hear more nonsense. "So you mean you have no diploma at all?"

The eldest grandson of the Xue family without a degree—if outsiders knew, it would be a joke.

"I do have a qualification!"

"Then tell me!"

"I have a ten-month prenatal education certificate!"

"...?" Qin Mengxue nearly fainted at his words. "Does that count as a qualification?"

"Education should be equal. No discrimination!"

"That's just sophistry!"

"But I have ability!"

"Fine. Since you say you have ability, what exactly can you do?"

This time, Xue Tian'ai didn't reply immediately but fell into thought. He knew many things. Not only had he been taught countless skills and knowledge in his youth in China, but his assassin work in Europe had forced him to learn even more professional skills. Yet he couldn't imagine what he could do in her company.

Kill people? Race cars? Handle firearms? None seemed useful...

After a long while, Xue Tian'ai sighed. "Does using QQ count...? I'm really good at shooter games too!"

Qin Mengxue was speechless.

Seeing her expression darken, Xue Tian'ai quickly amended, "I can drive. I can fight!"

Her lips twitched uncontrollably—a tiny movement, but real. Her delicate fists clenched tightly.

"Anything else?" Qin Mengxue tried to keep her tone calm as she spoke.

"Drinking, chatting, clubbing, picking up girls... Does that count?" Xue Tian'ai blurted out.

Qin Mengxue's face darkened to the extreme. What he could do was no different from a street thug. He was useless and yet still shamelessly bragging.

"You can be the company security guard," Qin Mengxue said coldly. He claimed to be good at fighting, so he could work in security.

"Damn, honey, I, the Xue family's eldest young master with ten months of prenatal education, and you're putting me in the security department?" Xue Tian'ai frowned slightly.

He'd disguised himself as a security guard for a mission once and knew how unpleasant the job was. He had no desire for such hardship.

"Don't you want to?" Qin Mengxue had no intention of actually assigning him there; it was just a spur-of-the-moment threat. If the elders from the Qin or Xue families found out he was a security guard in her company, who knows what they'd think.

"Honey, can't you pick something else..." Xue Tian'ai pleaded pitifully.

Seeing his poor expression, Qin Mengxue sighed helplessly. She really couldn't think of a suitable department for him.

Diplomatic? Investment? PR? R&D? Market research? Planning? None seemed appropriate... He had no qualifications. Putting him in any of those departments would surely cause discontent.

Menghua Group required professionalism—every department needed highly qualified talent for management and execution. Someone as unqualified and clumsy as Xue Tian'ai could only cause trouble wherever he was placed.

Qin Mengxue's mind was in turmoil. This was truly a dilemma. Maybe he could just tag along with Gan Bingning or Su Jiaqi, her trusted aides, whose abilities she could rely on completely.

But deep down, she felt a resistance to letting Xue Tian'ai follow other women. Her subconscious was unwilling; after all, he was her husband. Having him follow another woman in her company just felt wrong.

Since she didn't want him tagging along with other women, she might as well let him follow her. That way, no matter what he did, she could always cover for him. Such an arrangement would surely be acceptable to both the Qin and Xue families.

With that thought, Qin Mengxue sighed heavily.

"You'll be my personal assistant!"