Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios
Yan Rusheng took a few puffs before he suddenly recalled Wen Xuxu’s advice earlier.
‘You shouldn’t smoke so much.’
‘For the sake of having a healthy child, I suppose President Yan should be able to make this tiny sacrifice?’
On a whim, he threw the cigarette into the trash can and even trashed the cigarette case as well.
He really couldn’t focus on his work and decided he was done for the day. He stood up and left the study.
Yan Rusheng twisted the doorknob and pushed the door quietly.
Xuxu was sitting at the balcony drinking milk.
She seemed to be deep in thought and didn’t even notice that he was standing behind her for some time.
It’s so late in the night—is she thinking of Jiang Zhuoheng?
Young Master Yan’s expression turned cold, and he bent down. The next second, he was lifting Xuxu off the chair and carrying her in his arms. He went straight for their bed.
Caught by surprise, Xuxu didn’t even get a chance to respond before she was being thrown on the bed.
“Yan Rusheng, what are you doing?!” she shrieked in fear. Shrinking back, she stared at the man lying on top her.
When did he arrive? Why didn’t she hear a single sound?
“Making a baby.” Yan Rusheng gritted his teeth as he replied. His long slender fingers started to unfasten the crystal blue buttons on his shirt.
His aura resembled a savage beast.
“Yan Rusheng, I’ve already told you. I… it’s inconvenient for me these next few days,” Xuxu spluttered fearfully, shaking her head in alarm.
Yan Rusheng sounded unconcerned as he said, “If it’s inconvenient now, then you should start preparing by familiarizing yourself with my body in advance.”
He pounced on her once again.
Her tiny body gave him a wonderful and soft sensation. Every time they were in such an intimate position, he had an overwhelming urge to bury her inside him.
“Yan Rusheng, please don’t do this.” Xuxu felt suffocated as she lay beneath him.
It wasn’t his weight that was pressing down on her; she felt smothered from his aura and warm breath.
The feeling was exactly the same as three years ago.
“Then who do you want it to be?” Yan Rusheng bit her earlobe as he whispered in her ear.
His warm breath relentlessly attacked the sensitive nerves in Xuxu’s body in an oppressive way. She bit her lips and frowned in agony.
Her hands were clenching the bedsheets tightly.
Yan Rusheng noticed her expression and felt that she looked like someone who was waiting in agony for the death penalty. A feeling of rage flashed through him.
He paused his actions and got up. He stood by the bed and threw her a cold look. “Wen Xuxu, I’m not planning to force myself on you. Why do you have on such a tortured expression?”
There was a long pause…
Dumbfounded, Xuxu opened her eyes. When did she have such an expression?
“Go to the company with me tomorrow morning.”
Yan Rusheng commanded before he left in a huff.
He’d make sure that she’d stay by his side 24 hours a day. Let’s see if she has the time to think of another man then.
As Xuxu watched him leave, she sighed deeply.
Yan Rusheng, the furthest distance on Earth isn’t life and death. It’s a fact that you aren’t aware that I’m in love with you, even though I’ve stayed by your side all these years…
When you aren’t around, I think of you.
When you are around, I wish I could keep staring at you. In such a case, why would I think of another man?
Is it because I don’t mean anything to you? So to you, everything I do is wrong.
Then let’s keep it that way. It didn’t matter if it was all a misunderstanding. It was better than revealing her real feelings towards him. That would only make her seem even more pathetic.