It was time for her to prepare for her escape from him.
She closed her eyes and pretended to be exhausted. Rong Shaoze glanced at her and then stopped talking.
Back at home, he wrapped his arms around her waist as they entered the living room and sat down on the sofa.
The old housekeeper came out from the kitchen, and Rong Shaoze called her over.
"Young Master, do you have any commands?"
The man leaned against the sofa, still holding Lin Xinlan by the waist, his handsome face slightly cold and rigid.
"Call the madam tomorrow and tell her that the Young Madam won’t be visiting her anymore. Xinlan is pregnant, and the fetus is unstable in the early stages. It’s not suitable for her to travel back and forth. It’s even less appropriate for madam’s lectures. What if she gets upset and suffers from fetal distress? Who can bear that responsibility?"
The old housekeeper was shocked, her face turning a little pale.
A hint of doubt flashed in Lin Xinlan’s eyes, Rong Shaoze’s words sounded strange, as if there was a hidden message.
Naturally, the old housekeeper understood the meaning behind Rong Shaoze’s words.
The young master was blaming her for sharing the matters between him and the Young Madam with the madam.
He was also warning her, if the Young Madam had fetal distress because of this, she couldn’t afford the responsibility.
Her heart raced with fear.
Indeed, knowing that the Young Madam could be pregnant, she shouldn’t have allowed the madam to reprimand her.
What if she miscarried?
By then, the madam wouldn’t take any blame, and the one punished would only be her.
Luckily, nothing had happened, or she would have been doomed!
The old housekeeper nodded guiltily, smiling awkwardly, "Young Master, rest assured, I know what to do."
Rong Shaoze’s face was still very cold, his voice frosty, "You have been with the Rong Family for so long, I shouldn’t need to remind you of the rules. Just don’t make any more careless mistakes in the future."
"Yes, I will heed the young master’s teachings," said the old housekeeper, bowing her head and feeling even more guilty.
Lin Xinlan also realized that it was the old housekeeper who had told the madam about her biting Rong Shaoze.
She lowered her gaze, showing no emotion.
Rong Shaoze looked at her, stood up holding her hand, "Let’s go, we should rest."
Back in the bedroom, the man suddenly embraced her and kissed her without explanation.
By the time Lin Xinlan came to her senses, he had already let her go.
His dark eyes stared at her, his thin lips turned up, smiling beautifully.
"Twelve kisses a day, we’re still eleven short."
Lin Xinlan thought he would kiss her again, so she quickly covered his mouth with her hand, "Don’t touch me again!"
A flash of mischief crossed the man’s eyes.
He partially closed his eyes, the long lashes casting a shadow across his face. Then, he licked the palm of her hand with the tip of his tongue.
A tingling sensation suddenly swept through her entire body, and Lin Xinlan quickly withdrew her hand in fright.
Rong Shaoze took the opportunity to kiss her lips again.
He pecked her lips quickly once more.
Another kiss landed on her!
Lin Xinlan stopped talking, hurriedly covering her mouth with both hands, not letting him have his way.
A hint of amusement flickered in Rong Shaoze’s eyes, his voice coaxing softly, "Good girl, we’re still seven kisses short. Let go of your hands, let me finish, okay?"
Lin Xinlan shook her head vigorously, she wouldn’t let him kiss her!
He thought his kisses were so precious, didn’t he? She didn’t care for them.
"Be obedient, put your hands down," he whispered in her ear, gently nibbling on her earlobe, his voice low and seductive.