Chapter 15 Tying up the pregnant belly and calling him brother-in-law
Fearing that Youzhen would suffer a loss, Jinyu quickly turned around to call for help.
Qin Lingchuan leaned Youzhen against the wall and said to her in an extremely calm, almost humble tone, "I'll explain everything to you, okay?"
"What else is there to say? Didn't you admit it all that day?"
Qin Lingchuan spoke faster: "I approached you with a purpose at first, but I have other things to do here."
Youzhen: "Can true feelings that are not based on pure motives still be called true feelings?"
"You still don't believe me?"
Qin Lingchuan realized that he was completely helpless with the woman in front of him. All the tricks he had learned to win over women were useless. He helplessly spread his hands: "Youzhen, do you have to treat me like this?"
"Yes, this is the attitude I should have towards you. I hope you can adjust your mindset as soon as possible."
Qin Lingchuan suddenly restrained her between his arms, the veins on the back of his hands bulging, his knuckles clearly visible, his face tense.
The iron gate was being pounded on, and someone outside was clearly trying to open it.
Youzhen hurriedly refused, "Let me go, what if someone sees us?"
Qin Lingchuan pressed her down forcefully, cupped her face in his hand like a precious jewel, and said loudly, "Ignore them! I want you to watch over me."
Youzhen, undeterred by death, said: "What are you doing? Are you throwing a tantrum? You used the same thing to shut me up last time. Are you angry that I discovered your identity so quickly, and your mission isn't finished yet? Or are you angry that I'm no longer being deceived by you, and that I've hurt your noble pride?"
Youzhen avoided his gaze, but Qin Lingchuan lifted her chin, forcing her to look directly at him: "Youzhen, I want you to only look at me."
As if hypnotized, Youzhen followed his words and actions. Her image was reflected in his eyes, his affection and pain so real.
Was he suffering just like her?
Qin Lingchuan pleaded with her again, his hand on her shoulder tightening slightly: "Look at me, look into my eyes, okay, Youzhen?"
Youzhen nodded very slowly.
Noticing her movement, Qin Lingchuan asked, "Can you hear me?"
He only had eyes for her, and his desolate state of mind gradually blossomed into a vibrant passion and tenderness.
"Did you hear what I said clearly, Youzhen?"
Youzhen nodded again, his hand gently caressing her face, condensing all his love and trust into one sentence: "I'm serious about you."
Youzhen looked at him blankly, and Qin Lingchuan lowered his posture and kissed her.
Youzhen closed her eyes, her mind blank. She gripped his shirt and climbed up his broad shoulders, then intertwined her fingers around the back of his neck, and nestled softly in his arms.
From shock and confusion to complete absorption, Youzhen knew she had succumbed. She knew the person before her was her mortal enemy yesterday, but at this moment, he was the only one in her eyes.
All living beings are like grass and trees, but you are the green mountain.
Confused and infatuated.
The iron gate was finally smashed open, and the first person seen was Zhou Yuanli.
He immediately went up to Qin Lingchuan and pushed him away: "Watch your behavior."
Qin Lingchuan straightened his cuffs and glanced at Zhou Yuanli—it was him again; he was always the one who got stuck in the middle.
It seems that war between them is inevitable.
He wants the Xia family, his father's love, and Youzhen!
Jin Yu stepped forward to pull You Zhen away, but Qin Lingchuan's oppressive aura seemed to be a barrier, and she dared not step into that circle.
She whispered, "Sister Youzhen, Sister Youzhen? Run! Are you crazy?"
Youzhen glanced outside the door, her gaze sweeping across Zhou Yuanli's face, then at Qin Lingchuan, before taking a small step toward Jinyu.
Jin Yu quickly grabbed her hand, put her arm around her shoulder, and went out.
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Similar scenes, similar corridors, similar confinement.
She's still not very good at kissing, just like she was three months ago.
She was even a little dazed by the kiss.
So I started paying attention to some strange places.
For example, why are the walls so white? There are two lines on the ceiling that don't seem to be parallel. Qin Lingchuan's brooch is really beautiful...
Finally, she heard Qin Lingchuan ask her, "Does this kiss feel the same as the one from that day?"
Youzhen pinched her palm hard; she couldn't let herself be distracted by beauty and make a foolish mistake at this moment.
"I don't understand what my brother-in-law is saying."
Okay, brother-in-law!
Qin Lingchuan was amused and said, "Does that have to be the way you address me?"
“If you’re not going to force me to admit you’re my sister, then I can only call you that.” Youzhen glanced at his extremely unpleasant face, and defiantly and ambiguously brushed aside the stray hairs at his temples. “You men, you always want it all. You’re unhappy when I say I’m Youzhen.”
She leaned close to his ear and whispered, "You're my brother-in-law, so there's even less of a chance for us."
Seeing that his expression had become even more gloomy, she became even more affectionate: "The bond between my senior brother and me is irreplaceable by anyone."
"You're lying." After he let go of her, seeing the tears glistening in Xia Youzhen's eyes, he couldn't hold back again.
Qin Lingchuan gave a low, bitter laugh, his eyes glistening with tears: "Are you angry with me? Are you still angry that I lied to you before?"
"I don't have the energy to be angry about what happened between us before."
Qin Lingchuan retorted angrily, "So you've mistaken my sister for someone else's, and you're taking revenge on me!"
"no!"
Youzhen herself didn't realize that her body was trembling slightly, but her gaze was relentless and unyielding, and she refused to concede an inch in words.
Even though he had been drinking that night, his kisses were gentle, considerate, and comforting.
Completely different from this forceful urgency, his outburst of possessiveness and anger at her distrust was merely an outlet for his frustration.
His frantic plundering was nothing more than his deep love for his sister, which only made her more heartbroken.
Qin Lingchuan's lips drooped: "Whether you are Xia Youzhen or Xia Ruozhen, do you really think your Senior Brother Zhou wouldn't do anything to hurt you or the Xia family, right?"
“I believe in him, and I like him. This is something that cannot be interfered with by shares and secret formulas that are mixed with interests.”
Qin Lingchuan nodded emphatically: "Alright, then I wish you a son soon."
He finally let go of her completely, the clicking of his high heels particularly noticeable on the wooden floor.
Youzhen ran back to her room as fast as she could, and finally couldn't bear it any longer. She collapsed onto the bed and burst into tears.
The senior brother she had respected and relied on since childhood betrayed her, and even had such a purpose hidden when he brought her home.
She had no choice but to end up alone.
Qin Lingchuan remained standing there, unwilling to leave.
At the other end of the corridor, in the heavy shadows, Zhou Yuanli stood with a somber expression, as if nailed to the spot.
Old Liu asked him, "Young master, aren't you going to go up and beat him up?"
Zhou Yuanli pushed down his glasses, not caring much: "If someone really wants to betray you, you can't stop them even if you try."
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Before dawn, Qin Lingchuan sat on the edge of the bed, wrapping bandages around her pregnant belly.
Three days ago, the two parted on bad terms and neither spoke a word to the other.
He looked down and saw that it seemed to be bulging out quite noticeably.
The soft outline of her abdomen stood out starkly in the morning light.
He couldn't quite remember the pattern of his former V-line; the similar area was occupied by another pattern that meandered down towards his pubic bone.
He gritted his teeth and tightened the buckle one more notch, but a sudden wave of nausea made his fingers go out of control, veering half an inch and scratching a red mark on his skin.
Tao Bei looked at the cold sweat reflecting off his back in the mirror and strongly disagreed: "Boss, you won't be able to stand this."
She loved his abs the most, saying they were 'works of art'.
The first time he let her touch his abs was when she was watching videos of other male models' abs, and he wouldn't let her watch, saying he had them too.
The raised curve, under strong constraints, barely maintains the illusion of being flat.
Let's keep it a secret for a while longer, so she won't have to see her ugly side for a few more months.
Besides, how could he convince people to go out and inspect work while sporting a pregnant belly?
The shame of being out of shape spreads even more unrestrainedly during the most pronounced physiological reactions in the morning.
After flattening his stomach, he adjusted the position of the abdominal binder, pulling the slipped elastic fabric back up to below his ribs. This position, found through repeated trials, could flatten the abdominal curve to the maximum extent without excessively compressing the bloated stomach.
He wanted to keep the thing in his belly a secret, but he also wanted to show it off to Xia Youzhen.
The door behind him suddenly creaked open. Qin Lingchuan instinctively grabbed his shirt to cover the edge of the ribcage that was taut over his stomach. His Adam's apple bobbed as he swallowed the words "Don't look at me."
The person who came was not her; he coughed loudly, looking very old.
Qin Lingchuan casually tossed his shirt aside and continued to fasten the Velcro buttons.
Zhou Qingyue stood at the door with a cane, supported by Zhou Yuanli.
The next second, Qin Lingchuan quickly put on his coat and lowered his brows: "Why did Grandpa come in without knocking? I was changing my clothes."
He assumed it belonged to the butler or someone else and didn't pay any attention.
Zhou Qingyue stepped forward and grabbed his coat, saying, "Let me see your belly."
Qin Lingchuan blocked with one hand: "What are you doing!"
Seeing his reaction, Zhou Qingyue knew what was going on. He had obviously come prepared and wasn't obsessed with getting any evidence. He placed his hands on the dragon head of his cane and said, "Good! Good! My good grandson is pregnant as a man. You, you are really good."
Qin Lingchuan's eyes were vacant, and he looked at Zhou Yuanli with a half-hearted expression. Zhou Yuanli saw a sharp edge in him, and Qin Lingchuan spoke calmly, "Grandpa knows. I haven't mentioned this to you yet, which is my fault. I've always been in good health, and the pregnancy is stable now, so it won't delay anything."
Zhou Yuanli was momentarily stunned by his imposing aura. When Qin Lingchuan first stood up, he possessed an ethereal beauty in the honey-colored morning light, but in an instant, his expression turned as sharp as an ice peak, and a thought he had never considered before slowly emerged:
The eldest brother is indeed the eldest brother.
Zhou Qingyue was clearly not mentally prepared, and he was so angry that he glared and puffed out his beard: "You mean, not only are you pregnant, but you also plan to give birth to it?"
Qin Lingchuan nodded, standing ramrod straight.
Zhou Yuanli remained unfazed: "Brother, how can this be? You are pregnant out of wedlock."
Zhou Qingyue's expression gradually cracked: "I absolutely will not allow such a thing to happen in the Zhou family. If we are to have a child, it must be a child with a proper status."
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