After being bought by seven rough men and taken to the deep mountains, I was pampered.

The so-called "socialite circle" is actually just a large mouthpiece.

Who is Madam Liu, the county magistrate's wife? She's the trendsetter among the county's noblewomen!

With her face, which had been made smooth and radiant by the Seventh Prince's "rejuvenating hand," and clutching the "contract for the brothel" personally signed by Su Wan (still bearing the warmth of the Fourth Prince's fingerprints), she returned to the tea party in the county town.

"What? You bought the house before it was even built?"

"Another year? Sister Liu, have you been completely fooled by that Qin Laosi?"

Faced with her sisters' doubts, Liu was not angry at all. Instead, she elegantly picked up her teacup and scanned the room with a look as if she were looking at country bumpkins: "Fooling you? Ha, what do you know?"

She pointed to her radiant face, then to the bright red seal on the contract: "This is called—a pre-sale property! It's a symbol of status!"

"Furthermore, do you know what kind of people those seven stewards... oh no, those seven gentlemen of the Qin family are?"

Liu lowered her voice, her tone carrying a mysterious allure that made one's heart pound: "Third Brother's waist, it's like a male dog's waist! When he's grilling meat, the sweat drips down his chest muscles..."

"Seventh Brother's hand, it's carved from white jade! He pressed it against your face like that... ouch, you'd be scared out of your wits!"

"Not to mention that Fourth Master Qin, one look from those alluring eyes and you'd want to hand over your entire fortune!"

"Even if it's just so I can see these gentlemen every day... I have to buy this house!"

Boom! These words were like throwing a fire into a pile of dry wood!

The house is secondary.

The key point is—an amazing boy band! These rich women, who usually stay at home all day and are tired of their greasy husbands, have completely gone crazy!

……

The next morning, there was a traffic jam at the entrance of Langya Village.

This was absolutely unprecedented in the history of Langya Village! All sorts of luxurious carriages, adorned with sachets and tassels, lined up in a long queue. Before the carriages had even come to a complete stop, a group of wealthy women, some plump and some slender, rushed down, fanning themselves.

"Where's Master Qin? I want to buy a house!"

"I want that bathtub where I can see the stars too!"

"I heard those twin blacksmiths don't wear clothes? Where are they? Take me there!"

……

The Qin family compound was instantly transformed into a "5A-level scenic spot." And the seven Qin brothers were forced to become "human tourist attractions."

Inside the blacksmith's shed. "Clang! Clang!" The fifth and sixth brothers were shirtless, sweating profusely as they worked to make a new batch of steel bars (actually, the fourth brother forced them to do it).

Then he turned around. Good heavens! A ring of heads surrounded the outside of the fence!

Dozens of eyes, like searchlights, were fixed on the brothers' chest muscles, abdominal muscles, and V-lines that undulated with their movements.

"Wow... those muscles, they're rock hard, aren't they?"

"What if..." Some even dared to throw handkerchiefs and purses directly into the yard!

"Clang!" The fifth brother was so startled that he dropped the iron hammer in his hand, almost hitting his own foot.

He grabbed the jacket beside him and covered his chest, his face as red as a monkey's bottom, and shouted at Lao Liu: "Lao Liu! Run! These women's eyes are like they're going to eat you alive! They're trying to pull down my pants!"

In the herb garden, Qin An, the seventh son, was wearing gloves and drying herbs.

He was already gloomy, and now he was surrounded by a group of women pointing and whispering: "Oh, this young doctor is so handsome," "He's just too thin, doesn't he want us to pamper him?"...

Qin An's face was so black it looked like ink could drip from it.

He didn't speak.

He silently took out a handful of dried centipedes and scorpions from his pocket and hung them on the fence without any expression.

"Ah—!!" Screams erupted, and the crowd instantly scattered three meters away.

Qin An merely curled his lips coldly, his eyes conveying the message, "Don't touch me."

……

The most miserable one was the fourth brother, Qin Yue.

As the "face" and "foreign minister" of the Qin family, he can't escape.

"Oh, Madam Wang, your bracelet is truly exquisite..."

"Madam Li, the second phase will have to wait a few more days. Why don't you take a look at the shops first?"

For an entire day, Qin Yue's smile had become stiff.

The golden nanmu folding fan broke its frame from shaking. His throat was hoarse. His body was covered in a mixture of cheap, expensive, and pungent perfumes, making him dizzy and lightheaded.

It wasn't until the moon rose high above the willow branches that the "exploration group," still eager for more, reluctantly dispersed.

"Bang!" The Qin family's gate slammed shut. The world was finally quiet.

……

Inside the tent, only a single lamp flickered dimly.

Qin Yue lay sprawled on the armchair, limbs outstretched, like a dead dog drained of its life force.

His brocade robe, which he usually cherished most, was now wrinkled and crumpled. His usually shrewd and calculating eyes were now tightly closed, revealing dark circles beneath.

"You must be exhausted?" A light footstep sounded. Then, a pair of soft, warm hands, carrying a faint scent of ink and herbs, gently pressed against his temples.

Su Wan stood behind the chair, looking at the man who was so tired he didn't even want to move a finger, and felt a pang of heartache. Although the fourth brother usually seemed unserious, he was indeed the one who had painstakingly built up the Qin family's wealth, penny by penny.

"Sister-in-law..." Qin Yue didn't open his eyes. But the moment he felt those hands touch him, his tense shoulders visibly relaxed.

He let out a satisfied sigh from deep in his throat, like a big cat that had been wandering outside all day and had finally returned to its den.

"Yes, I'm here." Su Wan increased the pressure of her fingers, massaging away the day's fatigue: "How much did you make today? Do you want me to count it for you?"

"I'm not counting anymore..." Qin Yue shook his head, his voice hoarse and thick with nasal tone: "I feel like throwing up just looking at money."

If outsiders heard "Qin Pixiu" say this, they would probably be terrified. It's clear he was really exhausted.

Suddenly, Qin Yue moved. He didn't get up, but instead used the back of the chair for support to turn around abruptly. He wrapped his arms around Su Wan's waist and buried his face deeply into her lower abdomen.

"Fourth brother?!" Su Wan was startled and her body stiffened.

He sat in the chair, and she stood. His face was pressed against her stomach, and through the thin fabric, she could even feel the coolness of his nose and the touch of his warm breath on her skin.

"Don't move..." Qin Yue tightened his arms, holding her waist tightly, like a drowning person clinging to the only piece of driftwood.

"Sister-in-law...let me have a sniff." His voice was muffled, coming from inside his clothes, carrying a pitiful, pleading tone.

"Those women smelled terrible."

"It smells like powder all over, it stinks."

"The smell is giving me a headache."

He took another deep breath. It was Su Wan's unique scent.

There were no pungent spices, only the fresh scent of soapberry after a bath, mixed with a hint of the herbal aroma she had picked up from spending years in the herb garden, and a scent that... belonged to "home".

"You smell better, sister-in-law." "You're clean." "You smell good."

Qin Yue closed his eyes, greedily inhaling the scent. With each breath, the sweet aroma penetrated his lungs, like the most effective antidote, gradually washing away his physical and mental fatigue and the greasy feeling he had picked up from his life in the world of fame and fortune.

"Fourth brother, you..." Su Wan's hand hovered in mid-air, intending to push him away. But she felt the slightly trembling arms around her waist, and the heavy head pressed against her lower abdomen.

Her heart softened.

This fox is actually just a teenager in his early twenties.

For the sake of this family, and to build that "Star-Picking Pavilion" for her, he forced himself to become a shrewd and sophisticated businessman.

Su Wan sighed. Her hand, which had been hanging suspended, fell. Gently, she ran it through his slightly disheveled hair, softly stroking the back of his head.

"Alright, alright, go ahead and inhale."

"I'm full, but I still have to work tomorrow."

Feeling the hand stroking his head, Qin Yue trembled slightly. He let out a soft, satisfied groan in her arms, a slight smile playing on his lips.

At this moment, nothing—not even vast sums of gold or a business empire—could compare to the warmth and comfort found within this small space, something that brought him peace of mind.

He quietly placed an extremely gentle kiss on her fabric. Through the cloth, it burned Su Wan's skin, and it burned his heart as well.

"Hmm...that's natural."

"So that my sister-in-law's black card can be used anywhere in the world..."

"The fourth brother's life... is being extended for his sister-in-law."

[Beep! "Dependent" attraction detected!]

[Target: Qin Yue (Fourth Brother)!]

[Heartbeat Value: +4500! System Comment: Outside is a battlefield, inside is paradise!]

[Rewards: [Advanced Essential Oil Extraction Method (Odor Removal Tool)] + [Large Shopping Mall Management Manual]!]

Moonlight streamed in through the window, casting long, overlapping shadows of the two figures. The cold clatter of abacuses was no longer heard in the accounting room.

Only two hearts beat at the same frequency at this moment.

……

While Qin Yue was still "recharging" in his sister-in-law's arms.

Outside the door, several dark figures were crouching furtively on the wall. They were the fifth and sixth twin brothers.

"Brother, look at Fourth Brother's pathetic state!" Sixth Brother gritted his teeth, his face full of jealousy. "You said you were exhausted, why are you hugging him so tightly?!"

"Exactly!" the fifth brother chimed in, envious. "I'm tired too! I've been swinging that sledgehammer all day! I want a hug from my sister-in-law too! I want some too!"

"No way! I'll pretend to be tired tomorrow too!"

"Me too!"