Chapter 13: Did a kiss make you pregnant?

It was already past 9 o'clock, and everyone was getting ready to pack up and go upstairs.

Tao Bei suddenly appeared. During the time they lived here, Youzhen had little interaction with him and rarely saw him.

Tao Bei looked worried: "Miss Xia, have you met Dong... Qin, Qin Lingchuan?"

"No, why?"

"He drank quite a bit and said he wanted to go out for a walk. He disappeared while I was in the bathroom. It seems like he came this way."

As Youzhen said goodbye to everyone, she reassured him, "Don't worry, I'll go see if he wandered into the back garden."

“Okay, I’ll go look for him on the street again. He didn’t bring his phone either. He’s in a bad mood today, and I’m afraid he’ll get stuck on something.”

Youzhen agreed and walked away.

She had never brought Qin Lingchuan to this place before. It was a garden with artificial hills and flowing water. Under a locust tree, there was a swing. Youzhen looked closely and saw Qin Lingchuan standing there, as if he was waiting for her.

Seeing that he was quite drunk, Youzhen stepped forward to help him up: "Are you alright?"

"Not very good."

Youzhen had asked Zhou Yuanli this question many times before, and the default answer was always "It's okay," even though Zhou Yuanli looked very tired and helpless.

This is the first time I've heard someone directly admit their feelings.

"I keep thinking about a lot of things in London." He planned to tell her about his background and his purpose for coming, but he also knew he was drunk and didn't intend to go into too much detail at this time.

Youzhen chimed in, "That awful weather in London, it's easy to get depressed, isn't it?"

"Will you come for a walk with me?" he asked gently, but Youzhen knew he knew she wouldn't refuse, because he was always so resolute.

"Tao Bei was worried about you and went out looking for you. I'll send him a message and tell him to go back and rest."

Qin Lingchuan thought it was making a mountain out of a molehill: "What do I, a nearly thirty-year-old adult, have to worry about?"

After sending the message, Youzhen accompanied Qin Lingchuan for a walk in the garden.

Qin Lingchuan asked again, "Did you come to find me because you were worried about me?"

Youzhen avoided answering: "Tao Bei told me."

"Then I should thank him. What's ahead?"

An unassuming wooden door was secured with several locks.

Youzhen walked up to him and said, "This is our ingredient preparation room. No unauthorized personnel are allowed in. Even I don't have a key."

Qin Lingchuan glanced at him a few more times: "You don't even have a key? Even if the ingredient chef is more senior than you?"

"Hey, don't listen to them calling me 'Boss T,' it's just an empty title. I have to rely on my senior brother."

Qin Lingchuan shook his head. The two of them had already walked around once, and he didn't plan to leave anymore. Tonight, the moonlight was exceptionally beautiful.

He returned to the fringe tree and sat down on the swing. The fragrance of the flowers was intoxicating.

Qin Lingchuan patted the empty seat next to him.

There really weren't any chairs or benches here, so if you want to comfort someone, it's best to look them in the eye. Besides, she was quite tired after running around all afternoon.

So Youzhen went over and sat down. She was dressed very formally because she was going to meet a client in the afternoon.

Sitting on the swing, Youzhen's toes barely touched the ground, while Qin Lingchuan stretched out his legs and leisurely swayed back and forth on the swing.

With this regular back and forth, Youzhen became even sleepier.

She recalled Zhou Yuanli's words from last night, which reminded her of something that sounded like an old friend: "Do you remember? We met in London three months ago."

A gust of wind came, and a shower of petals fell from the sky, one of which landed in a wine glass.

He simply put it aside; ever since she arrived, he hadn't planned to drink it: "You finally remembered."

Youzhen scratched her head sheepishly: "It was just a one-time meeting, who would have thought it would be such a coincidence?"

He didn't just have one-sided feelings for her; he had seen her many times in many places she hadn't noticed.

At the orphanage, at the school, at Aunt Xia's gathering...

Qin Lingchuan said, "I never imagined that my fate would be in your hands that night. If you had just shouted, I would have been dead."

Youzhen grabbed the rope with one hand and said, "With your abilities, you'll definitely turn bad luck into good."

He suddenly turned to face her and said very seriously, "Youzhen, didn't you ask me during the day why my parents raised me to study traditional musical instruments overseas? I'll tell you the story. Would you like to hear it?"

"Of course I'm willing!" Youzhen perked up and listened to him start from the beginning.

Qin Lingchuan held the rope with both hands, and seeing that she did not resist, he gradually slowed down the rhythm of the swaying. In this position, he could easily accidentally touch her shoulder.

Qin Lingchuan raised his hand with restraint and gradually began to recount how he got in touch with Boss Li and came to the town.

“They don’t want me. I’m a child nobody wants.”

The first time she saw a man show vulnerability to her, his expression was like that of a wounded lion begging his mate to lick his wounds.

Youzhen put one hand on his shoulder and the other around his waist, giving him a big hug.

Qin Lingchuan clearly hadn't expected that she possessed the tranquility of a small town, yet had also studied abroad and had a rather cosmopolitan style.

He appreciated the hug.

Qin Lingchuan then recounted his university days, intending to get her to share her own experiences as well. He wanted to know everything about her.

The swing swayed and swayed, and Xia Youzhen fell asleep with her head on his hand, holding onto a rope.

“Youzhen, my real identity is not a model, I am the general manager of Qin’s Group.”

Finally, when the swing stopped, Youzhen tilted her head back and almost fell off.

Qin Lingchuan supported her neck with his arm, and Youzhen rested her head on his shoulder.

She was sleeping so peacefully that Qin Lingchuan felt all his innermost thoughts had become strange and unsettling.

Her cheek was so close; he had never felt that tassels smelled so sweet, or that moonlight was so beautiful.

"You now hold my fate in your hands too," Qin Lingchuan whispered in her ear.

He never allowed his emotions to get out of control, but now, the unrestrained and surging feelings were beyond his control.

Qin Lingchuan turned his head and kissed her forehead very gently.

"Youzhen! What are you doing here so late?"

Youzhen was startled awake and looked in the direction of the sound. Zhou Yuanli was standing in front of the small wooden door.

Not wanting to put her in a difficult position, Qin Lingchuan stood up first and said, "I'd like Youzhen to show me around."

"This is a closed area." After the cold, dismissive voice, Zhou Yuanli continued, "I don't think we've officially met yet. I am Zhou Yuanli."

"Qin Lingchuan. I think Youzhen must have introduced me to you. We met in London too."

“I know you’re a guest staying at the guesthouse next door.”

“I really like the fringe trees here,” Qin Lingchuan said, glancing at Youzhen. She was looking down.

Zhou Yuanli said, "I'm sorry, but no one is allowed to enter this place outside of working hours. Please go back and get some rest."

Qin Lingchuan didn't insist any further, and simply turned to Youzhen and said, "Good night."

Youzhen looked a little confused: "Goodnight."

Once Qin Lingchuan's figure disappeared from sight, Zhou Yuanli walked coldly to the swing, glanced at the spot where the two had just sat, and asked, "What are you doing? Nobody is allowed in the ingredient room. Are you trying to leak secrets?"

"Look at what you're saying, do you think I'm that confused? He wanted to come and see, so I just took him for a walk around."

"If he wants to see, you let him see?" Zhou Yuanli locked onto her eyes and said slowly and deeply, "If he wants to kiss, you let him kiss?"

Youzhen was also annoyed. This person accused her without even asking what happened: "What nonsense are you talking about? When did I let him kiss me? Why are you so angry? It was just chatting with our guest. Is it such an unforgivable crime?"

Zhou Yuanli scoffed, "You took that bear during the day, and the news's already spread everywhere. Even if you're desperate to get married, don't be so indiscriminate!"

"You make it sound like I'm so easy!" Youzhen's voice rose as well.

Zhou Yuanli was cornered and turned back. He was worried about her. How could she not tell? If the employees saw this and spread it around, in this traditional small town, if Qin Lingchuan left two months later, she would be the only one who would suffer.

Once Youzhen started, she couldn't stop: "What right do you have to interfere in my private affairs? Isn't it enough that you've trained me to be like my sister since I was little? Can't I meet other men on my own?"

He saw clearly how Youzhen leaned against Qin Lingchuan's chest. He was a man too, and he knew perfectly well what kind of look a man had in his eyes when he looked at a woman he liked. He especially disliked Qin Lingchuan's confident, all-knowing air.

"Okay, tell me, what was he saying to you just now, and what was his purpose in coming here? Is a model's job something where you can stay indoors all day without ever going out? Or are you going out into the city all mysteriously?"

Youzhen crossed her arms, adopting a defensive posture: "It's none of your business what people do."

Others?

Zhou Yuanli: "Fine! I can't control you anymore, and Aunt Xia can't control you either, right?"

"Tch, you always use your aunt to pressure me!" Youzhen turned to leave, but then added angrily at the door, "You ask me what I talked about with him? Of course, it was business. The Xia family is losing so much money, and my sister isn't here. He can inject capital!"

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Qin Lingchuan had been feeling unwell since returning last night. A dull ache in his abdomen prompted him to get up early and work.

Tao Bei watched from the side, and something seemed off; he had never felt so uncomfortable before.

Sweating profusely, Qin Lingchuan loosened his tie and pressed his hand against his abdomen, but the pain persisted.

A bad thought began to swirl around.

"Master, what did you and Miss Xia do yesterday?"

These words annoyed him. Did Tao Bei think Youzhen would be so casual, or was he himself so casual?

“We are in talks about business, injecting funds, and we will get a 25% stake.”

Tao Bei felt something was wrong, so he took out the equipment that Dr. Huang had given him and wanted to examine him.

The explanation given for the instrument's reaction nearly made him jump out of his skin.

Qin Lingchuan lay on the bed, looking at Tao Bei's exaggerated expression, and said with exasperation, "What does it show?"

Tao Bei stammered, "The baby's breath is vibrating... vibrating..."

Qin Lingchuan slightly raised his upper body: "Fetal energy?"

This word had never appeared in his life before.

Tao Bei looked at his master's expression and found it quite strange.

Qin Lingchuan was not used to being touched by others; the cold instruments pressed against his body made him very uncomfortable.

A strange, unfamiliar movement came from my stomach. Could this be—

"Fetal movement?" Qin Lingchuan suddenly grabbed Tao Bei's wrist, cold sweat dripping down his sharp jaw. He guided the other's hand to press against his taut abdominal muscles, his sunken collarbone rising and falling with his rapid breathing. "Something is kicking."

Tao Bei's head was buzzing.

Qin Lingchuan's face was icy cold: "How could that be? I only kissed her!"

A note from the author:

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What a cold comment section [poor thing], although I don't really like to talk in my own comments either, hahaha.

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