Chapter 19 Wanwan resembles Qing, turning her man into her dog...
Qin Lingchuan waited in vain for Youzhen.
The lights outside the window gradually went out, and the night was deep.
"Hasn't she come back yet?"
Tao Bei hesitated and said, "Not yet... Zhou Yuanli's people said that Miss Youzhen's car is still there."
Did you pass on a message to her, telling her that I wasn't feeling well?
"Yes, I have. Master, why don't you take a rest?"
Qin Lingchuan, unable to sleep, shook his head: "When she comes back, be sure to tell me."
"yes."
Another hour later, Tao Bei came in to report: "Master, Miss Xia has returned and gone to her room to sleep."
He knew that Youzhen didn't want to see him, so he got up and went to find her.
Tao Bei quickly helped him up, saying, "Master, Dr. Huang said you can't get out of bed."
Youzhen has a stubborn temper, and we must not let her stay up all night in a huff, otherwise, who knows how long she will keep being so stubborn.
Qin Lingchuan weighed the pros and cons and had no choice but to lie back down. He whispered something to Tao Bei, asking him to go and invite Youzhen over.
In her mind, Qin Lingchuan was not the kind of person who would feign illness to curry favor.
Tao Bei made it sound very serious. Seeing that Zhou Yuanli's room was still lit, she figured her every move was under his surveillance, and she still couldn't rest easy, so she quietly sneaked into Qin Lingchuan's room.
Youzhen arrived in a huff and saw him with his long legs slightly bent, protecting his lower abdomen, his forehead and collarbone covered in cold sweat, looking very distressed.
She suddenly couldn't utter those heartless words.
She didn't mean to hurt him, she just didn't know how to face him.
Qin Lingchuan took her hand, which was indeed very warm: "Youzhen, rub it for me, it hurts a little."
He never showed weakness, and Youzhen felt a pang of pity for him. He offered to let her massage him, even though it hurt terribly.
Youzhen carefully felt the shape inside, then suddenly shook her head, unable to feel anything.
Dr. Huang had to manually fit the fetus's body shape and turn it inside; she dared not imagine how difficult that must have been.
Qin Lingchuan had no energy left to deal with anything else. As soon as his abdominal pain subsided, he became drowsy.
Unconsciously, her left hand tightened its grip on Youzhen's hand: "Don't go—I'm sorry, we...don't separate—"
The night was short and fleeting; when I woke up, I was still all alone.
He couldn't tell for a moment whether Youzhen had really come last night or it was just a dream.
The abdominal pain was slightly relieved compared to last night, but it was still throbbing.
He looked down at Penglong's belly and said self-deprecatingly, "Are you standing up for Youzhen? You two are both bullying me."
Soon, it will be Zhou Yuanli and Xia Youzhen's engagement banquet.
Youzhen looked at her reflection in the mirror—this dress was a new one made for her, modeled after her sister's cheongsam, exactly the same.
She wouldn't touch her sister's things, not even a piece of clothing.
Zhou Yuanli placed his hand on her shoulder and whispered in her ear, "This is your battle armor. You must use your sister's clothes as your armor and turn her man into your dog. Only in this way can you take revenge on him and be worthy of the feelings you lost."
Youzhen gazed at herself, in her pale blue cheongsam, three strands of silver thread subtly intertwined, a white plum blossom hanging like a lonely moon in the night sky. Her butterfly earrings swayed. She had never had a perm with big waves before, nor had she ever had a hairstylist create such curls. She had never experienced any style that she couldn't pull off on her own.
Youzhen raised her hand and wiped away the cinnabar mole that was no longer visible at the corner of her eye. She was finally exactly like her sister, and she had even deliberately imitated her gait.
Before leaving, she still wore a cloud-shaped shawl with pearl tassels, a petal collar, and an embroidered crystal bead, which added a touch of elegance.
Her senior's figure disappeared around the corner, and it seemed that she had obtained everything she had ever wanted.
They had once discussed marriage, but Zhou Yuanli remained noncommittal.
The sunlight at 10:30 in the morning was as thick as honey, flowing with a sense of tranquility. She vaguely felt that there was a moment of peace and quiet.
But, senior brother, why didn't you like me sooner?
If that were the case, perhaps Qin Lingchuan wouldn't have appeared, and many things wouldn't have happened.
This engagement banquet was a trap set by Zhou Yuanli for Qin Lingchuan. He was convinced that Qin Lingchuan would go crazy if he saw 'Ruozhen'. He needed to take this opportunity to manipulate Qin's stock and then use the Xia family's assets to negotiate.
She had no intention of letting the engagement party actually take place.
She needed this opportunity to deliver a fatal blow to Zhou Yuanli.
Qin Lingchuan, on the other hand, would not allow the engagement banquet to continue.
He was prepared to acknowledge Youzhen, even if it meant revealing the identity of the child in his womb.
It's really funny, she attended two engagement parties, and she was the bride in both, but neither of them actually resulted in marriage.
Youzhen opened the window, and a suffocating hot wind immediately rushed in.
She forgot that people who grow up locked in dark rooms have long forgotten what peaceful times are like, and have long forgotten whether sunlight is sweet or warm, bitter or angry.
She went downstairs wearing her 'battle armor'.
The guests were already there. In the crowd, Youzhen spotted Qin Lingchuan at a glance. He was standing there impeccably dressed, making him hard to miss.
The fragrance blends with the slightly tipsy atmosphere of alcohol, accompanied by a faint violin accompaniment.
The spacious front hall, the two-story roof, the furniture and utensils all exuded a sense of decadence.
Youzhen's heart raced a little as she gracefully descended the stairs, holding onto the handrail.
The guests looked up, their curious gazes gradually turning to surprise.
"It's so beautiful!"
"So elegant!"
"This cheongsam looks beautiful!"
Amidst the crowd's praise, Qin Lingchuan finally turned around.
Even Zhou Yuanli was momentarily stunned; for a fleeting instant, he genuinely believed that Xia Ruozhen had returned…
Qin Lingchuan remained motionless as the applause gradually faded, creating an extremely awkward atmosphere.
His surprised gaze shifted to her face, meeting her resolute eyes, like those of a soldier going into battle.
It's insane, absurd, and utterly laughable!
The shadow he so desperately wanted to escape reappeared in this way.
Youzhen was punishing him in this way: for not confirming clearly that day and mistaking the person; for not only not relinquishing her identity on the day of their engagement, but also comfortably acting as the 'older sister'.
Qin Lingchuan's face turned pale. Tao Bei walked to his side, intending to say something, but Qin Lingchuan suddenly pushed him away.
Youzhen was stunned by his gaze, and her calves felt numb, unable to move.
Why does he look like that?
Shouldn't he be overjoyed and delighted to be reunited with an old friend?
Why is there such raging anger in his eyes?
It seemed as if everything around him had disappeared. Qin Lingchuan finally moved his feet, step by step, up the steps, stopping two steps away from her.
He recalled that day when he came out of the dark room, Youzhen and Zhou Yuanli were chatting and laughing in the garden, plotting to ambush him today.
In a very low voice, he demanded in an unyielding tone, "Take it off."
Youzhen looked at him in disbelief.
His voice trembled with pain, and his face was deathly pale; it was a voice she was completely unfamiliar with.
Youzhen subconsciously touched her neck, then stopped in front of the crystal bead on the clasp, and asked in a daze, "What did you say?"
Her dawdling only fueled Qin Lingchuan's anger. He suddenly turned around and said, "Excuse me, everyone, Miss Youzhen isn't feeling well. I'll take her back to her room to rest." He also added, "Yuanli, take good care of everyone."
Without saying a word, he grabbed her by the knees, scooped her up in his arms, and strode upstairs.
Zhou Yuanli watched Qin Lingchuan carry the person upstairs with a meaningful look, feeling somewhat smug. He then treated the guests with courtesy, as if nothing had happened.
Just now, in front of so many people, Youzhen didn't dare struggle too much, afraid of becoming a laughingstock. Now that she'd turned the corner and no one could see her, she started pounding and kicking, yelling, "Let me down! What are you doing!"
Qin Lingchuan tightened his arms as if in a contest, and said disdainfully, "You think I want to hug you?"
He had absolutely no desire to have any contact with the clothes.
Youzhen's room wasn't in this building, so Qin Lingchuan took her straight back to his room, closed the door behind him, and Tao Bei stood guard outside the door.
Youzhen thrashed about in his arms like a fish. Qin Lingchuan used the momentum to throw her onto the bed, and after a few movements, he was covered in sweat.
He was very agitated. He ripped off his tie and ordered again, "Take it off."
"You're crazy!" Youzhen ignored him, pushed him away, and tried to leave. The pearls, reflected in the light, stung his eyes even more.
Qin Lingchuan suddenly leaned in and pressed down on her, kneeling on one knee beside her waist and holding the back of her neck with one hand, trapping Youzhen in the middle.
Although she didn't know why, Youzhen still felt that taking off this garment might extinguish the flames in his eyes a little.
The more she was being stared at, the more nervous Youzhen became. Qin Lingchuan's breath was blowing on her face, but Youzhen felt short of breath. It was as if the buttons were getting tighter and tighter, and she couldn't unbutton them no matter what she did. It took a lot of effort.
Her dawdling finally made Qin Lingchuan lose his last bit of patience.
Qin Lingchuan suddenly reached out to unbutton her clothes. His hands were surprisingly cold, his fingertips icy. When he accidentally touched her neck, it made her flinch.
Suddenly, Youzhen slapped him across the left cheek.
Qin Lingchuan took the slap squarely, but instead of dodging, he used one hand to knock her wrists above her head.
The buttons on his new clothes were very tight, and in his haste, he simply pulled the entire cloud-shaped shoulder piece outwards, causing the large and small beads to fall to the ground with a clattering sound.
"You've gone too far!"
Youzhen grabbed a pillow and started hitting it wildly. Qin Lingchuan turned his head slightly, and the pillow hit his chest and abdomen.
The delicate hand embroidery thread snapped and broke under his rough handling...
The neckline, violently torn open, had an uneven cut, revealing her collarbone and fair, snow-white neck.
With her upper body completely pinned down by him, Youzhen bent her legs and thrust them towards him.
Qin Lingchuan frowned immediately after being kicked solidly in the middle of his abdomen, instinctively shrinking his waist and protecting his stomach.
My stomach immediately started to churn, but remembering Dr. Huang's instructions from yesterday afternoon, I dared not let it get too turbulent.
Early that morning, Zhou Yuanli had chosen this dress for her. In the huge house, she couldn't find anyone to help her. In her desperation, Youzhen blurted out, "Senior brother!"
"Who are you calling?" Qin Lingchuan didn't need to look behind him to know that no one would come in; he trusted Tao Bei. Besides, wasn't this whole show orchestrated by her good senior brother?
Looking at the person beneath him, Qin Lingchuan felt a pang of regret, but still stubbornly insisted, "What are you afraid of? I won't hurt you."
Youzhen relented: "Let me go..."
The pain in his abdomen made him irritable, and he went crazy for a while before her tears brought him back to reality, leaving him in a mess.
She is Youzhen, not Ruozhen!
How could he treat his Youzhen like this? How heartbroken he would be if Youzhen were treated like this by another man.
So, what is he doing?
Another loss of composure, a loss of composure in front of her.
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