“She said… that as long as I abort this child, she’ll give me a sum of money… Ah-Yeyi, how could she humiliate me like this?! Ah-Yeyi, I’m in so much pain… This is our child…”
Xiang Qing wept in utter agony within Shen Yeyi’s arms. Shen Yeyi’s eyes instantly turned frigid and cold, his hands clenching into tight fists as a wave of monstrous fury surged through his heart.
Zhao Shanshan!
How dare she!
This was HIS child!
“Qing’er, don’t be afraid. Right now, the odds are stacked against me. Will you endure a little grievance and go abroad for a while, alright? I swear I will definitely marry you in the future—my only wife will be you!”
Shen Yeyi gave a vow full of solemn promise.
Although Xiang Qing felt sad inside, she knew full well that if she wanted to give birth to this child, going abroad was her only option; otherwise, the Zhao family would never allow her to carry the baby to term.
“Ah-Yeyi, I know you’re doing this for my own good, but… what about my mother? Her health is already poor, and my father is…”
Xiang Qing bit her lip, appearing as though the words were too embarrassing to speak aloud. Shen Yeyi stroked Xiang Qing’s head and offered low, soothing comfort.
“Don’t worry, Qing’er. I’ll hire people to take care of my mother-in-law. As for that father of yours, I will deal with him as well.”
Shen Yeyi’s voice grew increasingly tender. Xiang Qing, however, suddenly let out a soft laugh, playfully pushing Shen Yeyi away.
“Who’s your mother-in-law? How shameless.”
“You are my wife—what do you think?”
Shen Yeyi hooked Xiang Qing’s chin, making a move as if to kiss her again, but Xiang Qing subtly dodged it.
“Ah-Yeyi… he is still my father after all. Without him, there wouldn’t be a me… Could you…”
“Rest assured, I won’t do anything drastic to him. I’ll just teach him a proper lesson.”
Hearing this, Xiang Qing said no more. The two continued to dote and cling to each other for a while longer, the atmosphere growing increasingly flirtatious until they ultimately rolled onto the bed.
In the blink of an eye, five months flew by. The Su Corporation finally got back on the right track, yet Father Su and Lin Yi were still out galavanting comfortably abroad without a care in the world, causing Su Mu’s expression to grow increasingly tight and annoyed.
She was working like a dog every single day, only to be harassed non-stop by a certain Male Lead No. 2 on top of it all.
Didn’t she just kick out his little white lotus? Was all this really necessary?!
At the Su Corporation:
“Mumu, come over here.”
Inside the executive office, Su Chen’s deep eyes were brimming with fondness and smiles.
The moment Su Mu walked over, she was pulled directly into his arms. His hands locked tightly around her waist, forcing her to sit upon his lap.
“Mumu, Father said that once he returns, he will dissolve my adoption relationship with the family.”
Hearing this, Su Mu froze for a moment.
“Why dissolve the adoption?”
Father Su was still counting on Su Chen to take over the company’s affairs in the future—why would he suddenly dissolve the legal relationship?
“Dissolve the adoption… so I can become a live-in son-in-law.”
Su Chen stole a gentle kiss against Su Mu’s cheek. Su Mu blinked her eyes in surprise.
A live-in son-in-law?
Did the Su family have another child she didn’t know about?
Wait, no—when did she ever say she was going to marry him?!
“Whose live-in son-in-law are you going to be?” Su Mu rolled her eyes.
She hadn’t flirted with this male side character at all—he had brought himself right to her doorstep.
“My Mumu’s, of course.”
Su Chen shamelessly planted another kiss on the corner of Su Mu’s lips.
Su Mu knit her brows and pushed him away.
She hadn’t even decided whether she wanted to find a man in these mission worlds yet!
“I have to take a trip to Country M tomorrow. It will probably take about half a month…”
“That’s perfect! There are still matters at the company I haven’t finished processing anyway—you go ahead on your own.”
Before Su Chen could even finish his sentence, Su Mu had already spoken up with eager impatience, causing him to burst into a low, muffled laugh.
“Is Mumu really that reluctant to part with me?”
Su Mu: “…”
“Alright, I’m done teasing you. The company has hit its stride for now, but it still can’t do without someone at the helm. Since Father hasn’t returned yet, I can only ask my Mumu to hold down the fort here.”
Su Chen gently tapped Su Mu’s nose with fond indulgence. Just at that moment, Yin Wenbo walked in clutching a stack of files, only to catch a sight of his own president flirting with Miss Su again. He couldn’t help but roll his eyes internally.
Was it really fair to keep force-feeding dog food to a single dog like him every single day?!
“President, matters over in Country M are rather complicated. It’ll probably take a month at the very least.”
Noticing the smile on his president’s face slowly cooling down into an icy scowl, Yin Wenbo didn’t dare linger for another second, hurriedly slipping away like his soles were greased with oil.
“Mumu.”
Seeing that Su Mu was making a move to leave as well, Su Chen hurriedly wrapped his arms around her from behind. Warm breath brushed softly against her neck, sending a ticklish sensation that made her dodge to the side.
“Mumu, what am I going to do when I miss you so much this coming month?”
He had originally assumed the matters could be wrapped up in half a month, never expecting so many extra complications to pop up.
“You won’t die.”
Su Mu kept her face straight, yet the sensitive skin on her neck grew increasingly flushed and warm.
“But my heart will ache. Does Mumu want to feel it?”
Su Chen turned Su Mu around to face him, grabbing one of her hands and placing it gently against his chest. His handsome eyes were dyed with warm laughter and profound indulgence.
Thump, thump. The strong, powerful heartbeat vibrated against Su Mu’s palm through the fabric of his shirt, leaving her feeling inexplicably warm and flustered, her tongue instinctively licking her lips.
A wave of warm breath descended little by little, and the soft, slightly cool touch against her lips made Su Mu freeze in place.
A gentle, probing kiss lingered softly on her lips, a tingling sensation making her heart flutter for a second.
The kiss parted in an instant, yet his arms remained locked around her waist.
“Mumu.”
A low laugh resounded from above her head. Su Mu instinctively raised her eyes, only to find that the man before her seemed to have an entire galaxy residing within his gaze, every drop of it filled with deep, devotion.
Frip of its usual cold indifference, his face reached the absolute peak of breathtaking beauty in this moment.
“When I return, shall we get married?”
w-444: “Waaaah! Mumu, promise him! Promise him!”
System w-444 nearly bit its handkerchief into shreds. This man was far too handsome! And so deeply affectionate on top of it all!
“Alright.”
Su Mu nodded her head.
She suddenly felt that completing tasks while enjoying retirement—with a handsome man by her side—didn’t sound like a bad idea at all.
Having never anticipated Su Mu’s ready agreement, a flash of astonishment crossed Su Chen’s eyes, immediately followed by an overwhelming wave of sheer joy.
Su Mu felt her entire body lifted off the ground as the man’s deep, joyous laughter echoed softly near her ears.
Because Su Chen was set to depart tomorrow, Su Mu specifically cooked a few dishes herself that evening.
“Brother, is it delicious?”
Su Mu stared at Su Chen with a pair of watery eyes. That single call of “Brother” made Su Chen’s heart tremble, his Adam’s apple bobbing involuntarily. Suddenly… he didn’t want to leave at all.
“As long as it’s made by Mumu, everything is delicious.”
Su Chen picked up a bite of food and placed it in his mouth, his eyes never straying from Su Mu for a second.
Su Mu took a bite herself—the taste was fairly average, neither great nor terrible.
She hadn’t cooked in a long time, so this level of flavor was already pretty good.
“Mumu, I recently got a new bottle of wine. I reckon it’s finished breathing by now—do you want to try some?”
“A new bottle?”
Su Mu’s eyes lit up.
She remembered that Su Chen had acquired a bottle of fine wine a few days ago and had hidden it away tightly. To think he was actually willing to pull it out now?
As the red wine slid down her throat, Su Mu closed her eyes slightly, an expression of total enjoyment washing over her face.
It was just a pity that this body had a terrible tolerance for alcohol. Su Mu only drank three glasses before stopping, yet even so, a rosy flush had already bloomed across her cheeks.
“Mumu, do you want another glass?”
Su Chen poured another glass for her. Su Mu’s vigilance flared up instantly; her half-lidded eyes locked onto Su Chen, a veil of hazy, drunken moisture shimmering within them, faintly flushed with red.
“What are you up to?”
He usually barely let her drink—why was he urging her again and again today?