Just as they arrived at the 25th floor, the elevator doors opened wide. Still in a playful mood, Fengzi hurriedly jumped towards the door, but her foot slipped, and she fell backward—
"Ah—" Both women screamed at the same time.
"careful!"
Fang Weiyang hurriedly caught the beauty's delicate body from behind and smiled bitterly. He never expected that after a month apart, he would suffer the pain of longing in Hawaii and receive such a special gift from her as soon as he returned—falling into his arms with a scream that made people want to run away.
"Vice President, it's you!" Feng Zi exclaimed with a mixture of surprise and delight, smiling broadly. "You saved me again! Wait until I give birth..."
"Are you an idiot? Don't you know you can't jump around like that when you're pregnant? You pig!" Ye Zi was furious and hadn't recovered from the earlier fright, so she was naturally annoyed by the scene of the two people embracing intimately in front of her.
She sneered and pulled Feng Zi back to her senses. "Besides, there's a difference between men and women. You're about to become a mother, so naturally you shouldn't get involved with just any man, lest you corrupt the baby!"
What does "casual man" even mean? She might as well call him a wild man! This is unbelievable! When did he ever have such a deep grudge against this woman that she would treat him like this... Wait, she just mentioned being pregnant, being a mother, and having a baby. Could it be... just as he suspected?
His horrified gaze immediately fell on his still-flat stomach, and he stammered, "You...you're not...pregnant, are you?!"
Damn man, look how scared he is, does he not want to take responsibility? Ye Zi gritted her teeth and glared.
"Oh right, it's been a month already. I plan to teach her to call Yezi 'godmother' and you 'godfather' after she's born." Only Fengzi, unaware of the situation, still smiled sweetly.
Do we still need the "dry" one? That dead man might be the "wet" one!
The man, who was in a state of shock, had just managed a silly grin when her words froze him in mid-air.
What does it mean to call him "godfather"? And who is the one he's kissing? Is it Lucky? Or is it someone else?
Carrying the shopping bags of all sizes with great difficulty, Ye Zi watched as Feng Zi entered with a silly grin. Suddenly, her expression changed, and she shoved the bags into Fang Weiyang's arms, sneering in a voice only the two of them could hear: "Azi lost her virginity after the Zhuo family's banquet a month ago. You know who the one who planted the seed is, right?"
"You...you mean..." He stammered again, unable to speak.
"If you find out, tell him I've already sharpened a kitchen knife and am waiting for him." After making the threat, Ye Zi didn't bother waiting for the agonizingly slow elevator and turned to slip into the stairwell.
As she reached the corner of the stairs, she suddenly heard a series of thunderous booms, which made the floorboards vibrate and creak.
"Woman!"
Bored, she picked at her ear and continued climbing, a smug smile playing on her lips.
Tomboy? Hmph, you're asking for it!
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What are you shouting for?
She jumped up from her office chair with surprising speed, rushed to him, grabbed his collar, and was extremely angry.
"You surnamed Fang, what have I ever done to you? How dare you insult me like this in front of my daughter!" She was both ashamed and angry, and her eyes inadvertently shimmered with emotion.
Fang Weiyang, who had originally intended to settle scores with her, was instead so frightened by her swift actions that his heart leaped into his throat, almost jumping out of his mouth. Only when the owner of those slender hands, filled with anger and trembling, grabbed his collar and shouted, did he slowly calm down from his shock.
Without a second thought, he bent down and picked her up in his arms, ignoring her struggles and thrashing, and insisted on taking her into his private lounge.
"Let me go, you...you bandit!"
Startled by the sobs in her voice, his heart ached, and he hurriedly tried to gently place her on the large bed. Unexpectedly, in her struggle, Fengzi exerted her strength and flew out of his arms. Although the landing point was still his soft bed, he was too anxious to think. With a quick tug and a neat turn, they landed with her on top and him on the bottom.
"This..." After opening her eyes to see her situation and touching her unharmed lower abdomen, her originally tearful face finally lit up with a smile, as radiant as a flower.
“You always save me,” she said to her savior beneath her.
He was captivated by her smile, as beautiful as a spring flower, and even more reluctant to let go of the tears glistening on her face. So he moved his arm around her waist upwards and cupped her delicate face, which made his heart flutter. He gently kissed away her tears, one kiss at a time, and even used his tongue to brush away the teardrops still clinging to her eyelashes. He was silent, but his tenderness only grew stronger.
What... is he doing? Does he know?
But it smelled so good. He had a very faint, pleasant, and elegant body scent, unlike the overpowering cologne that men wear these days. His scent only made her feel dizzy, so familiar and comforting that her mind drifted back to that night—
That night? Could it have been him?
She abruptly opened her drowsy eyes, gazing into his with bewildered eyes seeking answers, only to be overwhelmed by the tenderness in his deep gaze, and closed them again. This didn't seem like the time to question him, and besides, she was somewhat weary. So… so for the sake of the warmth and comfort of his embrace, well, she'd deal with it later!
"That...the beautiful woman in white...came to see you..."
Before going to sleep, she remembered the woman who had always been hostile towards her, and couldn't help but mutter it out. Before she could finish speaking, she had already fallen asleep.
Minako, right?
He lovingly used his hands as shackles and his chest as a prison to lock her tightly, and he sighed with a soft laugh.
Would she care?
Would you care about him, or despise him?
He kissed her clean, white forehead, unwilling to admit his fear and unease, but... he was truly looking forward to it... so much...
Ten years of loneliness had made him impatient, but after falling in love—was it heaven or hell?
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Chapter Seven: A Night of Passion Author: Mo Xian
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