Lu Shiyan still stared at Xiao Han coldly, without any sign of concession: "This is my place, it's not your turn to make the decision." His gaze swept across Xiao Han and his thugs who were ready to strike.
Finally, his eyes were fixed on Xiao Han's face again.
He pulled the corners of his mouth, the arc was cold and a little evil: "Want to stay?"
"Can."
"Take out the 'rent'."
The smile on Xiao Han's face froze for a moment, anger flashed across his face, and was quickly replaced by cynicism: "No problem."
"We brought some 'local specialties', Mr. Lu will definitely be able to use them."
…
There was quite a commotion downstairs.
Xiao Han and his gang didn't consider themselves outsiders at all and rummaged through the drawers on the first floor.
The sound of footsteps, the dull thud of something hitting the ground, and deliberately raised voices mixed together.
"This one faces south, it's mine!"
"Hey, the biggest one belongs to me!"
With all the shouting, several guest rooms with the best lighting changed hands in an instant.
The first floor of the villa almost became their territory.
Lu Shiyan stood at the stairs, his face expressionless.
Su Wan was beside him, also silent.
The noise downstairs was like waves, hitting the quiet second floor again and again.
Lu Shiyan didn't comment on the behavior downstairs, he just turned sideways and gestured to Su Wan.
"Go upstairs."
He stepped onto the stairs first.
Su Wan followed.
The two returned to the second floor and the heavy security door closed behind them, blocking out the noise from the first floor.
He found Lu Shiyan and offered to use the supplies he brought to pay the "rent".
Xiao Han's batch of goods was indeed good - military compressed biscuits, various canned meats, large barrels of purified water, and even a few well-maintained guns and a lot of bullets.
Lu Shiyan didn't hesitate to pick and choose, and directly took away the largest portion.
Food and water are of paramount importance and are the hard currency in the end times.
Xiao Han watched as the belongings he brought with him shrunk by half in an instant, his face twitched and he felt extremely distressed.
But in order to stay in this villa and take a breath, he swallowed his unhappiness and accepted the defeat.
During the transaction, Xiao Han's eyes always unconsciously, or deliberately, glanced at Su Wan who was standing not far behind Lu Shiyan, with undisguised inquiry and a bit of ill intention in his eyes.
"Mr. Lu, this Miss Su...is she yours now?"
Xiao Han picked up a pack of cigarettes, threw it to Lu Shiyan casually, and asked in an ambiguous tone.
Su Wan's heart suddenly tightened, and she subconsciously held her breath, her nails almost digging into her palms.
Lu Shiyan reached out and took the cigarette steadily, without even looking at it, and threw it on the table next to him. He picked up a can of beef that looked quite filling, and answered without even looking up: "It has nothing to do with you."
His tone was as cold as ice, yet it carried an unquestionable, almost instinctive sense of possession.
This ambiguous attitude of neither admitting nor denying made Xiao Han's eyes more curious and speculative.
Xiao Han smiled meaningfully and stopped asking questions.
At night, the villa was eerily quiet.
Xiao Han's men occupied the first floor, and from time to time the sound of muffled laughter and footsteps could be heard.
Lu Shiyan was staying in the master bedroom on the second floor with the door closed. No one knew what he was doing.
Su Wan was exercising alone in her room. The life-or-death moment today made her realize that it is better to rely on herself than on anyone else.
She turned over and lay on her back, looking at the ceiling.
Sweat soaked the thin clothes, sticking to the body and outlining the undulating lines.
My strength gradually returned and I went to the bathroom to take a shower.
The warm water washes over the tired body, taking away the sticky sweat and tight aches.
She turned off the water, wiped herself casually, put on clean pajamas, lay down on the bed, sank heavily into the mattress, and fell into a deep sleep.
The next morning, it was just dawn.
Su Suwan was awakened by a severe feeling of nausea.
My stomach was turning upside down and acid was rising up my throat.
She threw back the quilt and stumbled into the bathroom.
I lay down beside the cold toilet and retched desperately.
I couldn't spit out anything, only acid and uncontrollable tears.
This feels... too real.
It's not acting.
Her mind buzzed and went blank.
No way...Is it true?
Su Wan leaned against the sink, her face in the mirror was as white as paper.
My heart is completely confused.
Just then, footsteps were heard outside the door.
Neither fast nor slow, this is Lu Shiyan.
The footsteps seemed to pause slightly at her door.
Su Wan's heart suddenly skipped a beat and almost jumped out of her throat.
Did he hear it?
She pressed the flush button in a panic, and the loud sound of water covered everything.
She opened the bathroom door.
As soon as she raised her eyes, she met the deep eyes of the man not far from the door.
Lu Shiyan was standing there, his eyes sharp, as if he could penetrate her disguise and reach her heart.
His gaze lingered on her still pale face for a moment, then vaguely swept over her chest which was slightly rising and falling due to her rapid breathing.
"uncomfortable?"
He spoke in a low and steady voice, with no particular emotion in it.
Su Wan's guilty conscience almost burst out, and she subconsciously avoided his gaze.
"No... I'm fine."
She lowered her head, her voice a little weak.
"Maybe I was scared last night. My stomach feels a little uncomfortable and I want to vomit."
As she spoke, her hand unconsciously touched her lower abdomen, trying to graft this real physiological reaction onto the big lie.
Lu Shiyan didn't ask any more questions, but the scrutinizing look in his eyes made her feel uneasy.
Breakfast time in the restaurant on the first floor of the villa.
Beside the long dining table, besides Lu Shiyan, there was also Xiao Han.
This guy was enjoying his breakfast without any courtesy, looking very familiar.
Su Wan had no appetite and drank a sip of water reluctantly.
When the servant placed a cup of warm milk in front of her, the familiar smell of milk mixed with the smell of food once again triggered the discomfort in her stomach.
"vomit……"
She covered her mouth and retched uncontrollably again.
This time the noise was quite loud and the other two men at the table stopped what they were doing.
Lu Shiyan frowned and looked at her.
Xiao Han's eyes lit up, as if he had discovered something interesting, and the corners of his mouth stretched into a grin that showed he was enjoying the fun.
"Hey, Miss Su, this is..."
Xiao Han deliberately dragged out his tone, his eyes moving back and forth between Su Wan and Lu Shiyan, his tone filled with obvious mockery.
"Happy night?"
He clicked his tongue twice, the sound neither too loud nor too soft, just loud enough for everyone at the table to hear clearly.
"Sure, Mr. Lu, it's quite efficient. This 'seed' is full of vitality."
Su Wan's cheeks instantly turned red, and she felt angry and embarrassed.
Lu Shiyan, who had been silent all this time, suddenly spoke. He turned his cold eyes to Xiao Han.
"Don't talk while eating."
After a pause, he added.
"Mind your own business."
The smile on Xiao Han's face froze for a moment, as if he was a little surprised that Lu Shiyan would speak. He raised his eyebrows and stopped provoking him, but the gleam in his eyes became brighter.
Lu Shiyan himself frowned slightly, and a sense of irritation inexplicably rose in his heart.
Su Wan barely suppressed the feeling of nausea and glanced at Lu Shiyan carefully.
"Is there a doctor in your team?" Lu Shiyan suddenly asked.
This question struck Su Wan like a bolt of lightning, and the cup in her hand almost slipped. Doctor? Why did he ask this? Was it to verify her claim of pregnancy? Cold sweat instantly soaked her back.
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