His gaze was intense, and Su Jin suddenly understood. She hesitated for two seconds, then took out her phone and made a video call to Song Leilei, trying to get away with it.
"Leilei, what are you doing?" But before she could finish speaking, a pair of hands suddenly appeared around her waist.
She gasped in surprise as she was lifted into the air.
The phone fell onto the bed instantly.
Su Jin hooked her arms around Zheng Lin's neck and stared at him with wide eyes.
Zheng Lin gently placed her on the bed, took her phone, and hung up the video call.
Then he bent down and moved closer to her, "I was trying to say, could I...?"
Before he could finish speaking, Su Jin covered his mouth with her hand, "I think it's not the right time."
“You’re saying it’s not the right time, but when?” Zheng Lin’s gaze softened. “Can’t I really go to the study to handle some work? Then I’ll stay with you a little longer, and I’ll go over after you fall asleep.”
Su Jin: "...Oh, you mean this."
Why did you look at her like that when you asked if she could, almost causing her to misunderstand?
"Um."
"Go ahead, don't worry about me."
"Then I'll go with you to the hospital for a check-up tomorrow."
Su Jin nodded. "Okay."
A while later, just as Su Jin was about to fall asleep, someone knocked on the door. Her drowsiness vanished instantly, and she got out of bed to open the door.
Upon opening the door, Zhao Qiyuan was seen.
She was holding the jewelry gift box in her hand.
Su Jin roughly knew that she had come to return the jewelry, and pointed to the dressing table, "Just put it there."
Zhao Qiyuan looked down at the floor before putting the things on the dressing table. But instead of leaving, she sat on the sofa, touching her belly.
Su Jin turned around and saw her sit down, so she sat down on the edge of the bed as well. "Is there something you want to tell me? If you want to apologize, there's no need for that since it's just the two of us here."
"Su Jin." Zhao Qiyuan closed her eyes briefly, then opened them again, and said, "I didn't intend to apologize to you. Don't think that just because you helped me a little today, I'll be grateful to you. That's impossible."
Su Jin touched her earlobe out of boredom, then picked up her water glass and took a sip, her eyes wide open, waiting for Zhao Qiyuan to speak.
She seemed completely unconcerned, as if what she had just said hadn't even registered in her ears.
Zhao Qiyuan frowned deeply. "Do you even know how repulsive you are when you look like this!"
"I have no idea." Su Jin smiled and put the water glass back on the bedside table. "After all, I never care whether other people like me or not."
Zhao Qiyuan said bitterly, "But I just hate you. Because of your existence, my marriage has become so unhappy."
"Your logic is really strange." Su Jin looked at her calmly, not really provoked.
How could Su Jin be so calm?
Zhao Qiyuan felt like a clown; she hated Su Jin so much, yet Su Jin remained unmoved.
That year, Su Jin had just married into the Zhao family, and anything she said could make her cry.
She took advantage of Su Jin's weakness, and the more she did so, the more enthusiastic she became.
But now, Su Jin showed no emotion whatsoever, completely unlike the Su Jin who had just married into the Zhao family.
Zhao Qiyuan racked her brains but still couldn't understand why Su Jin had changed so much.
Su Jin sneered and said in a cold voice, "You chose to marry Zheng Guang because he is the vice president of Zheng's Group, right? You can blame heaven and earth for the path you chose, or even blame your parents for spoiling you too much, but you can't blame me for all of this."
Her gaze was as sharp as a sword, ruthlessly tearing open the other person's heart: "You're still not awake?"
Zhao Qiyuan gasped in fright; that look was terrifying.
These words pierced her heart, leaving her breathless and powerless to refute them.
Su Jin noticed her hand touching her lower abdomen, and her gaze softened. "I've let you off the hook regarding the jewelry. Just be careful. Don't cause any more trouble."
Zhao Qiyuan tried to stand up, but her legs felt weak.
Su Jin reacted quickly, reaching out to support her so she wouldn't fall.
Zhao Qiyuan steadied herself and looked at Su Jin with a panicked expression. Su Jin had helped her up twice today.
Zhao Qiyuan: "I don't need your fake kindness."
"I'm not saving you, I'm afraid your baby might get hurt." Su Jin also looked down at her own stomach. This time, she only helped Zhao Qiyuan because she was pregnant.
Su Jin never pitied Zhao Qiyuan, but the child in Zhao Qiyuan's womb was completely innocent.
The child wasn't even born yet, and the biological father was never home; he had absolutely no sense of responsibility.
The mother is too jealous, so this child may not be able to rely on his parents in the future.
Ultimately, Su Jin only felt sorry for the unborn child. Otherwise, she would have pursued the matter of the stolen jewelry today no matter what, and might even have sent Zhao Qiyuan to jail for a few months.
Su Jin helped Zhao Qiyuan to the door, opened it with one hand, stopped, and said to her, "You have a good life, so don't complain. At least you've lived this long without illness or disaster. Although the Zhao family is not as prosperous as before, you have already experienced a luxurious life. After you married into the Zheng family, they have never mistreated you for a single day. What do you have to be dissatisfied with?"
"Who exactly made my family like this?" Zhao Qiyuan asked, her eyes filled with tears, but she showed no remorse whatsoever.
“It’s yourselves,” Su Jin said bluntly. “Do you think it doesn’t matter how wicked you are, but others should forgive all your evil? Where are there so many bodhisattvas and gods?”
Su Jin said some harsh words, but didn't forget to close the door and help Zhao Qiyuan walk to her own room.
Zhao Qiyuan gasped for breath, but dared not push away Su Jin's support. Her legs were still weak and numb, and her head was spinning.
When the housekeeper saw the two young mistresses walking together, he quickly called over a nearby maid, "Quickly, help the eldest young mistress back to her room."
The maid rushed over in a hurry, took Zhao Qiyuan from Su Jin's hands, and carefully helped her into the room.
The housekeeper spends the most time at home, and he sees everything that happens in the house, from the slightest disturbance to the good or bad relationships between people.
"Second Young Mistress, are you really not going to pursue what happened today? As long as you talk to the Master, he will definitely believe you."
Su Jin pretended to be clueless, deliberately looking at the butler with a blank expression: "What is it?"
housekeeper:"......"
Su Jin turned and went to Zheng Lin's study. After entering, she glanced outside again before closing the door.
Zheng Lin sat at his desk, having a video call with the president of a group company overseas, discussing future collaborative projects.
He heard the door open, propped his forehead up, looked up, and saw that it was Xiao Jin who came in. He couldn't help but smile slightly.
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