Lu Jinghan walked to the shelf, looking at the sanitary pads above. He hadn’t asked Han Xi which brand she used, so he simply grabbed a bag of each.
"Jinghan, I miss you." Lin Weiyang suddenly appeared beside Lu Jinghan, her rain-dampened hand tightly clinging to his arm.
Lu Jinghan was not surprised at all by Lin Weiyang’s appearance; he had already known she was following him when he left the villa.
Lu Jinghan pulled his arm out of Lin Weiyang’s grip, his tone detached with a hint of warning: "If you keep pestering a married man , it might cause trouble for the Lin Family, and my wife will also be angry."
Lin Weiyang’s tear-filled eyes held a silent despair: "Jinghan, I can’t control myself, I can’t quit you. Let me be your woman, even if it’s just the woman outside. I won’t compete with Han Xi, just as long as you occasionally think of me."
Lu Jinghan’s profound dark eyes were covered with coldness: "I only love Han Xi; I’ve never thought of being with any woman other than her. So stop having any unrealistic fantasies about me."
Every word from Lu Jinghan was like a sharp dagger, stabbing deeply into Lin Weiyang’s heart, destroying her rationality.
"Why won’t you accept me? I beg you so humbly, what makes me inferior to Han Xi?"
The tears on Lin Weiyang’s face had long become a flood; she tightly grabbed the corner of Lu Jinghan’s clothes, her lips biting hard enough to draw blood.
Lu Jinghan removed Lin Weiyang’s hand and was about to leave when she hugged him tightly from behind: "Please, let me be your woman, even if just once."
Lu Jinghan was truly angry this time; he pried open Lin Weiyang’s hands, turned and gripped her wrist firmly, loudly warning: "If you don’t want trouble for the Lin Family, then stay away from me, I don’t want to see you at all."
Lin Weiyang seemed to hear the sound of her wrist being crushed, the pain making her shed tears.
Lu Jinghan took the sanitary pads, settled the bill at the Silver Platform, and left.
Lin Weiyang stood there foolishly, her gaze filled with the despair of tears and cries.
When Lu Jinghan returned to the villa, Sister Zhang was coming out of the kitchen with a newly brewed cup of brown sugar water: "Sir, you’re back. Madam said she has her period and her stomach is slightly painful, so I made her a cup of brown sugar water."
Lu Jinghan frowned and took the steaming cup from Sister Zhang’s hand: "I’ll take it up." He stopped after a few steps and asked: "Sister Zhang, is menstrual pain very bad? Is it painful? Should she go to the hospital?"
Lu Jinghan had no experience in this area, so he could only ask Sister Zhang.
Seeing how her master worried about his wife, Sister Zhang couldn’t help but feel happy for Han Xi: "I just looked at Madam, she didn’t seem very serious, drinking more brown sugar water should be fine, no need to go to the hospital."
Hearing Sister Zhang say this, Lu Jinghan’s furrowed brows slowly relaxed. When he pushed the door open and entered the bedroom, Han Xi was lying on her side on the bed, covering herself with a heating pad.
"Yes, is your stomach very painful?" Lu Jinghan sat down at the bedside, looking at Han Xi with concern.
Han Xi sat up from the bed, shaking her head: "It’s not very painful, every time when it comes, it’s , it’ll be fine tomorrow." While speaking, Han Xi took the sanitary pads and went to the bathroom.