【Danmu + Fake vs Real Daughter + Sweet Pampering and Raising Cubs】Bright and charming capitalist fake daughter vs straightforward rugged man. Xia Qianqian never imagined she would become the fake d...
Chapter 158 I Can Be Even Worse
He cautiously raised his eyes to look at Lu Rensheng, only to see that his master's face was ashen and his chest was heaving violently, as if he was about to explode at any moment.
"roll!"
Lu Rensheng finally snapped, smashing the teacup on the ground, shattering the precious porcelain into pieces instantly!
"Get out of here—!"
The butler trembled in fright and dared not ask any more questions, watching helplessly as Lu Zheng and Xia Qianqian's figures disappeared at the villa's entrance.
Only after the two had gone far away did Lu Rensheng slump into the armchair, staring at the empty doorway, trembling with anger.
After taking a blood pressure medication, he told the housekeeper, "Contact a boat for me. I'll go back to Hong Kong to take care of things and then come back."
On the other side, Lu Zheng got off his bicycle.
He saw the jeep parked alone by the mountain road, the half-foot-long scratch on the door still covered in fresh dirt, like a hideous scar.
"Who was driving?" His voice turned somber.
In the past, when Lu Zheng was angry, it was always directed at others. Xia Qianqian had never personally experienced this. Now, seeing those angry eyes looking at her made her subconsciously shrink back.
"You drove all the way up here by yourself?" Lu Zheng clenched his fists, his knuckles turning white from the force. "Do you know how treacherous this mountain road is?!"
Lu Zheng was finding it difficult to control his emotions at this moment. He was both angry at her for being so reckless and afraid that she might be in danger.
He reached out and touched her lower abdomen, the warmth of his palm seeping through the thin fabric, but his fingertips trembled slightly: "You're carrying our child, how can you do something so dangerous!"
Seeing Lu Zheng so angry, Xia Qianqian didn't know how to answer. She lowered her head, her eyes darted around, and suddenly she clutched her lower abdomen and bent over.
"Ugh... my tummy feels a little heavy and painful..." She nestled into his arms, her soft cheek rubbing against his chest, her finger gently tapping her slightly protruding belly. "Baby, are you scared too? Daddy was so fierce just now..."
The mountain wind suddenly stopped, and Lu Zheng froze on the spot. He felt a very slight fetal movement in his lower abdomen, like a small fish tail gently brushing against him.
His Adam's apple bobbed, and the icy tone in his voice instantly melted away, leaving only panic: "Why does it hurt? Where does it hurt?"
The next second, he caught a glimpse of the mischievous glint in Xia Qianqian's eyes, which she hadn't had time to conceal. Her eyes, which had been glistening with moisture just moments before, were now dry, and instead, the corners of her lips were secretly curving upwards.
Lu Zheng pinched her waist lightly with his fingertips: "Little liar."
"I'll take you to Fangcheng Hospital right now. They have the best obstetrics experts in the province." He suddenly picked her up and carried her in his arms, supporting her knees steadily.
Xia Qianqian was lifted into the air by his embrace, and hurriedly wrapped her arms around his neck, her nose bumping against his firm chin: "Huh? I... I think I don't feel any pain anymore..."
Lu Zheng glanced down at her: "Whether it hurts or not is up to the doctor to decide."
He carried Xia Qianqian to the back seat of the jeep, carefully pulled out the passenger seat cushion to place behind her lower back, and took off his coat to cover her legs.
Lu Zheng's thumb was still rubbing against the back of her slightly cool hand, as if trying to warm it up little by little.
"If you ever dare to drive alone on these mountain roads again..." He paused, his Adam's apple bobbing beneath his hard jawline, his voice suddenly hoarse, "If something happens, how am I supposed to live?"
Xia Qianqian's breathing suddenly stopped.
It wasn't the usual doting scolding, nor the cold sternness of anger, but genuine fear.
She stared at him blankly. The man's eyelashes were long, casting a small shadow under his eyes when they drooped down. But in those deep eyes, there was a vulnerability she had never seen before, like a hard layer of ice suddenly cracking open to reveal molten lava underneath.
It turns out that she was already so important to him that he could say the words "how can I live?"
Xia Qianqian took his hand back, her palm touching his warm palm, her voice softening: "I'll never dare to do it again..."
She looked up at him, her eyes reflecting the sunset streaming in through the car window. "I...I'm afraid something will happen to you. I'm afraid our child won't have a father."
Lu Zheng felt as if something had struck his heart hard.
It turns out that beneath that cunning little trick lay the same fear as him.
He suddenly leaned down and buried his face in the crook of her neck, his warm breath falling on her sensitive collarbone.
"It's my fault." His voice was muffled, like a child who had done something wrong. "From now on, no matter where we go or what we do, I'll take you with me, okay?"
Before Xia Qianqian could respond, her lips were gently captured.
It wasn't a raging plunder, but an extremely light and gentle kiss, like early spring snow falling on plum blossoms, carrying a careful and cherished feeling.
His lips were slightly cool, yet carried a reassuring warmth. As he spoke, he gently whispered "Is it okay?" between her lips and teeth.
Xia Qianqian closed her eyes, raised her hand to hook the back of his neck, and pressed him closer to her.
Lu Zheng's hand slid from the back of her neck to her waist, gently supporting her back. The kiss gradually deepened, and their rapid breaths intertwined in the small space, forming an ambiguous mist.
Xia Qianqian belatedly realized that her back was pressed against the cold car window without her noticing. Lu Zheng's hand was placed behind her waist, blocking the coldness of the glass.
The air in the carriage seemed to be crushed, mixed with the scent of pine on his body, gradually becoming thick and warm. She opened her mouth to catch her breath, but he held her lips even tighter.
It was like coaxing a frightened little animal, enticing her to gradually relax her jaw.
"Mmm..." Her fingers pressed against his chest, trying to push him away, but her fingertips went weak and she flinched as he burned her with his hot body temperature.
The oxygen in her chest felt like it had been sucked out, but the man still wouldn't let her go, kissing her deeply and tenderly, as if he wanted to meld her whole being into his bones and blood.
"Let go..." She finally regained some strength, her hand on his chest tightening slightly, her voice squeezed out through clenched teeth, thick with a nasal tone, "You bastard, you've stolen all the air from me..."
Lu Zheng then stepped back slightly. Xia Qianqian opened her eyes groggily and met his smiling gaze. He chuckled softly, the vibration of his chest transmitted through their pressed bodies, making her heart itch.
"Is this bad?" He pinched her chin, his fingertips caressing her lips, which were swollen from being kissed. "Qianqian doesn't know how bad I can be."
As he finished speaking, he suddenly lowered his head, gently nibbled at the corner of her lips, and his breath brushed against her earlobe, carrying a burning heat: "For example... should we drive the car into the woods by the roadside right now?"
Xia Qianqian's face flushed bright red, even her ears burned. She was both ashamed and angry, and raised her hand to punch him, but he grabbed her wrist and pressed it against the car window.
Lu Zheng's kiss landed again, but this time it was no longer urgent. Instead, it was a patient, lingering kiss, as if he were carefully tracing the shape of her lips, until she completely softened in his arms, no longer having the strength to resist. She could only let him steal all her breath and her heart, which had already lost its rhythm.