Lin Qiqi stared at him with wide, round eyes, disbelief written all over her face. “Lu Beicheng, what exactly do you mean by that?”
Honestly, men were all the same. Once they got their pants back on, they acted like they didn’t know you.
She really wanted to leave with her head held high, but the violent pain in her chest and the suffocating tightness that seemed to crawl over her skin kept reminding her:
She couldn’t go.
Not only could she not leave, but she was also forced to move closer to him again.
After all, nothing mattered more than her life and the baby’s.
Lin Qiqi sat down beside him.
His long arm, resting casually along the back of the sofa, seemed to encircle her, forming a protective pose that looked downright possessive.
He frowned and glanced down, intending to pull his arm away.
But the next moment, a little head rested against his solid, strong arm.
Lin Qiqi didn’t want this either, but her body wouldn’t cooperate. Only by touching him could she ease her heart condition.
Otherwise, she was genuinely afraid she’d pass out and frighten everyone.
Seeing this even more brazen scene, everyone couldn’t help but worry for Lin Qiqi all over again.
They watched the two of them without blinking, afraid that the next second they’d see the petite Lin Qiqi flung aside.
She was such a delicate, fragile young woman. They couldn’t bear to see her treated that way.
Old Master Lu tightened his grip on his cane, ready to beat his ill-behaved grandson at a moment’s notice.
Old Madam Lu also cleared her throat quietly, thinking that if Cheng boy dared bully the young woman, she would lecture him until the girl had cooled down.
Lu Beicheng’s entire arm—no, more accurately, his whole body—stiffened despite himself.
His long, narrow eyes narrowed as he turned to look directly at Lin Qiqi.
Heh. This woman really had some nerve.
Lu Beicheng’s thin lips parted slowly, as if he wanted to say something.
Having spent so much time with him, Lin Qiqi could naturally guess what he intended.
She cut him off first, murmuring softly, “I feel awful. Let me rest my head here for a bit.”
Lu Beicheng paused, his gaze lingering on her deathly pale face.
His brows drew together even tighter. Those people really were something—how could they send such a frail woman?
He had to admit, though, that she was stunning.
But she was so delicate, she seemed almost unreal, as if she might shatter at the slightest touch.
For some reason, he couldn’t bring himself to refuse her…
Lin Qiqi noticed the change in him, and a sly glint flashed in her black-pearl eyes.
At last, she was getting a taste of the familiar feeling she’d had with him.
Before, the man was always wearing a cold expression, and his temper was so hard and foul it was infuriating.
But whenever she acted sweet with him, he seemed to soften.
Lin Qiqi’s pretty almond eyes curved into a smile as she turned to look at him.
Lu Beicheng looked away, refusing to meet her gaze. There was something strange about this woman. Somehow, she kept making him break his own rules, again and again.
And for some reason, she stirred a faint, inexplicable sense of familiarity in him.
It was as if she had once been part of his world.
The spectators all let out a quiet sigh of relief.
Thank goodness. What they’d feared hadn’t happened after all.
They exchanged glances, their eyes conveying the same message:
Something’s going on!
Lu Beicheng glanced at the expressions on his family’s faces and ignored them, continuing, “What do you mean? Do I have to spell it out for you? Hmm?”
His tone was still irritating, but there was a little less coldness in it.
Even he didn’t notice.
Lin Qiqi pouted. “Don’t pin everything on me. If you’ve got something to say, then say it. Stop talking in circles.”
“You…” Lu Beicheng’s thin lips slowly curled. He was so exasperated he almost laughed.
How impressive. She was the first person who had ever dared speak to him like that.
His dark eyes fixed on her. “I have no desire to be a fool who raises another man’s child. Be smart and leave on your own.”
As soon as he finished speaking, someone pinched him at the waist.
It wasn’t hard, and it didn’t hurt, but no one had ever dared lay a hand on him before!
Lu Beicheng lowered his eyes. As expected, it was the woman’s hand.
Slender and pale!
He reached out and clamped his large hand around the little hand before she could pull it back. His voice came through gritted teeth, cold enough to freeze someone solid. “You dare lay a hand on me?”
…Are you tired of living?
Lin Qiqi shot him a look. Not only had she dared lay a hand on him, she’d even dared kick him before.
She tugged at her hand, her voice still soft. “Not so tight. It hurts.”
She gave him a faintly reproachful look. “And think about what you just said!”
What did he mean, being a fool who raised another man’s child?
“Lu Beicheng, I’m telling you, this child is yours!”
She wasn’t the one with the ridiculous habit of finding fathers for babies.
Lu Beicheng paused, then sneered. “What can you use to prove this child is mine? Hmm?”
Lin Qiqi stared straight at him, openly sizing him up.
After a long moment, she said quietly, “You… you really don’t remember? What happened that night?”
“What am I supposed to remember? Hmm?” Lu Beicheng’s amused smile never reached his eyes.
He wanted to see just what kind of story this woman could come up with.
Looking at his expression, Lin Qiqi didn’t think he was pretending. She bit down hard on her teeth.
It had been less than two months, and he’d already forgotten her completely.
She was so angry! So, so angry!
Although she had been the one to pounce on him that night, his body had already fully recovered by then.
With her little arms and legs, how could she possibly have been a match for him?
If he hadn’t wanted it, there were plenty of ways he could have stopped her.
Her heart felt like it was breaking!
Watching her expression, Lu Beicheng felt an inexplicable pang of sympathy.
He silently looked away. This woman was definitely toxic. Better to send her away as soon as possible.
“Auntie Wu, see her out!”
After tossing out the words coldly, Lu Beicheng started to get up.
He had plenty of things to do and no time to sit around here playing along with a woman.
But the moment he moved, a loud, furious shout rang in his ears and echoed through the enormous living room.
“Lu Beicheng!”
The voice stopped him in his tracks.
Of course, Lu Beicheng wasn’t the only one who froze. The spectators on the sofa were stunned too.
Ohoho… The young woman was about to show her claws. Was someone about to get into trouble?
By now, they were starting to believe Lin Qiqi’s words.
The young woman was so certain of herself. Maybe it really was true.
Lin Qiqi took a deep breath. “Fine. Just you wait!”
She’d prove it to him!
Her black-pearl eyes locked on him as she snapped furiously, “Can the gorgeous peach blossom on your inner thigh prove it?”
Honestly, it was the first time she’d ever seen such a pretty, seductive peach blossom on a man.
It was so at odds with his cold demeanor.
That was why she couldn’t help taking a few extra glances that night.
It seemed that when a certain someone was aroused, the peach blossom even bloomed along with him…
No, wait!
What had she just said???