Yu Siqiao suddenly felt that asking such questions on the forum was really idiotic. Follow current ɴᴏᴠᴇʟs on n0velfire.net
Already angry, seeing these unreliable responses just made him angrier!
And they all claim to be playboys, not reliable at all!
Suddenly, he heard the sound of a door opening behind him and said irritably without turning his head, "I told you I don’t want to eat. Can’t you understand human speech..."
His impatience halted on his lips as he glanced sideways and saw a graceful figure approaching.
Mo Shu walked over with a look of surprise in her eyes.
The irritation in Yu Siqiao’s eyes quickly dissipated, replaced by coldness. He turned back around, closed his laptop, and said coldly, "How did you get in?"
Mo Shu looked down at him, then took a seat opposite him and said, "Can’t you see? I walked in."
Then Yu Chen carefully walked in with a tray, but before he could put it down, Yu Siqiao’s face darkened again, "I said I don’t want to eat!"
"I want to eat," Mo Shu spoke up, "Leave it."
Yu Siqiao sneered, "What, didn’t your Brother Meng feed you well enough?"
"Pregnant women digest faster. Is it wrong for me to eat again?"
Yu Chen quickly set down the breakfast and made a hasty exit.
Yu Siqiao’s lips curled as he said leisurely, "Life is so interesting, huh? One moment it’s Brother Meng, the next it’s your fiancé. You just finished Brother Meng’s breakfast, and now you’re coming here to freeload. Someone who doesn’t know better would think the Mo Family’s Princess is going without food or drink."
Mo Shu, already unwilling to come, grew even more infuriated by his sarcastic remarks and retorted with a sneer, "Indeed, after all, the fiancé is so loving and amorous. If I don’t pick up the pace and hook up with one more, some might think I’m only clinging to him."
Yu Siqiao’s face turned even darker, "It’s because you insisted on clinging to him, and now that you are pregnant, you just cast him aside. Who in the world gets such a good deal?"
"Am I allowed to regret it? If I had known this fiancé would be so terrible, who would bother drugging him, only to attract a mess?"
Yu Siqiao gritted his teeth, "You drugged him, you slept with him, and now your belly is big. How can you say such things? Doesn’t your conscience hurt?"
Mo Shu, enraged to the point of laughing, said, "It’s my belly that’s big, not yours. I haven’t even asked if your conscience hurts!"
"It hurts, oh how it hurts. Not like a certain dead woman, with a heart both cold and black."
"I don’t know if my heart is black, but I’m certain the heart of a certain deadbeat is a flower!"
Yu Siqiao abruptly stood up, his face stern as he demanded, "How am I promiscuous!"
Mo Shu didn’t back down, standing up and glaring at him, "I didn’t say you. I was talking about a certain deadbeat. Is your name Deadbeat?"
"I..." Yu Siqiao was momentarily choked and was trying to figure out how to turn things around when suddenly, his palm felt warm.
Yu Siqiao paused, looked down, and Mo Shu was holding his hand.
Her pale, tender palm was so small and white compared to his large one.
Yet it was this very small hand that held his, her gaze resting on his clenched fist.
She was... caring for him.
This thought suddenly popped into his mind, and Yu Siqiao felt his heart wrench as if struck by an unknown force.
Even his heartbeat silently accelerated significantly.
The backend showed that the male protagonist’s Happiness +1, +1, +1.
Bug, it must be a Bug!!!!