Xia Weibao dodged, avoiding his hand.
"Just making a small bottle, it’ll be quick, you go on ahead."
As she spoke, she continued to concentrate on her pills.
Relief washed through her, accompanied by a twinge of guilt.
Fortunately, Lu Hualiang was not very familiar with Chinese medicine, and since she had already crushed the medicine, it was unrecognizable.
These pills weren’t to treat Leng Yan’s mental deficiency, they were for her own use.
She was only twenty, at the peak of her career, with no plans to have children in the next few years.
Thinking of her previous life, where she had given birth to six children in ten years, she felt a shiver of fear.
Although the buns she gave birth to were soft and cute, the process was too horrifying.
Xia Weibao sneaked a glance at Lu Hualiang, just in time to meet his tender and affectionate gaze, which made her heart flutter.
She quickly averted her eyes, her heartbeat skipping a beat or two.
The guilt in her heart grew stronger; he seemed to really want children.
Lu Hualiang stayed with her until she finished making the pills.
Then, with one arm around her shoulder and the other reaching under her knees, he gently lifted her horizontally and walked back.
The night had deepened, and the servants were already asleep; Lu Garden was extremely quiet.
The streetlights cast long shadows of the two people, serene and beautiful.
Seizing the opportunity when Lu Hualiang went to freshen up, Xia Weibao quickly took a pill.
To ensure that everything Lu Hualiang left inside her was eradicated!
After Xia Weibao had fallen asleep, Lu Hualiang was restless.
Looking at the woman lying in his arms, his heart ached.
The man in her heart was like a thorn lodged in his, one that couldn’t be pulled out or removed.
He could only try not to touch it, even though it was somewhat painful, but the pain would become numb over time. As long as he didn’t touch it, it should no longer hurt.
What kind of past did she have?
No matter how much he investigated, he couldn’t find any trace of her having been with a man before.
And she was clearly a virgin, that tightness couldn’t deceive anyone.
The youthful fragrance of her body couldn’t possibly be faked either.
Yet, from her words, it seemed as if she had been with a man for a long time.
Enough — no more searching, no more caring.
As long as she stayed by his side, he still had a chance.
His grasp around her tightened gradually, Lu Hualiang’s gentle kiss landed on her forehead.
"One day, you will fall in love with me."
The girl was already asleep, but whether she heard the man’s words or not, she suddenly murmured.
Then she snuggled closer into his embrace, showing great dependency.
Lu Hualiang’s mouth was filled with bitterness. Who was that sentence for?
Because of the medicine applied last night, by the next day, the marks on Xia Weibao’s body had disappeared.
During breakfast, she always felt that there was something odd about Lu Hualiang’s glances, but whenever she looked his way, he acted as if nothing was amiss.
After longing for so long and finally consummating their marriage, he should have been very happy considering how well he ate.
Yet why did it seem like he had something on his mind?
Could it be guilt over losing his composure last night?
Thinking about it, that seemed to be the only possibility.
So Xia Weibao left him to his thoughts.
If that was indeed the case, letting him feel guilt was good; it would prevent him from taking his anger out on her in the future.
After breakfast, when Lu Hualiang offered to take her to the company, she decisively refused.
She was currently in a challenging situation, with countless people likely lurking around Hongtu waiting to catch her.
If Lu Hualiang took her and they were spotted, it wouldn’t be good.