Chapter 30 Pregnancy "Whose?"
The air in July is always hot and dry, and there is a layer of oil stuck in the nasal cavity, making it difficult to breathe.
Fu Huaizhi looked at Song Luoyun, whose face was pale, and touched her cheeks with both hands; they were icy cold.
He frowned: "Why did you get yourself into this state?"
Song Luoyun instinctively stepped back, oblivious to Fu Huaizhi's increasingly cold expression.
She shook her head, walked past him, and got into the car.
Fu Huaizhi asked again, "What are you going back to school for?"
"There are some forms I need to fill out regarding graduate school," she casually made up an excuse.
Fu Huaizhi looked at her, remaining silent for a long time.
She is a very simple person; her thoughts are written all over her face. When she lies, she speaks very vaguely. When she feels guilty, she looks out the window and becomes even more resistant to contact with him.
He smiled good-naturedly: "What did I do to upset you? Song Luoyun, I've told you, I don't like the way you are."
"I'm sorry." Song Luoyun apologized immediately, took his hand, and kissed him on the cheek.
"Hmm." Fu Huaizhi's expression softened, and he consciously gave her some personal space, not asking too much about her troubles. "Come with me back to the Fu family in a while."
“Okay,” Song Luoyun said.
Fu Huaizhi instead asked, "What is it that you don't care about?"
"It's okay, I'll listen to you." Song Luoyun tried her best to appear obedient and docile.
This is the way Fu Huaizhi likes; she has always acted this way.
But he seems to be asking for more and more.
A sigh echoed in the enclosed space. He chuckled softly, a hint of mockery in his voice: "Song Luoyun, I don't think I've treated you badly, have I? What more do you want?"
What does she want? She no longer wants anything; she's just repaying a favor to him.
But she was clearly performing the way he wanted, so why was he still not satisfied?
Fu Huaizhi's emotions came quickly; he stared at her for a long time before pushing open the door and getting out of the car.
Song Luoyun leaned back in her chair, lost in thought.
...
Fu Huaizhi did not return home for the next few days.
He didn't send Song Luoyun any messages, nor did he ask her to come to his office from time to time. Since he didn't look for her, she naturally wouldn't take the initiative to contact him.
After sleeping in an empty room for two days, she had nightmares for two days in a row. In her dreams, she was locked in a room and she knocked on the door desperately, but could only hear the sound of chains grinding. She ran as hard as she could, but could never escape the cube.
I woke up from my dream and was surprised to see a news article on my phone.
The headline reads: Major good news from Fu family officials: the heir's wedding date has been set!
Before clicking in, she hadn't thought about who this heir might be, until she saw the main text, where the three words 'Fu Huaizhi' remained on the homepage.
...Is he engaged?
Unable to describe her feelings, she read through all the content, her heart pounding.
Major media outlets are discussing Fu Huaizhi's marriage partner. He has never had any scandals, and digging deeper, all the information points to one person: the eldest daughter of the Shu family.
They said that Fu Huaizhi and Miss Shu had a previous engagement, but it was inexplicably canceled later. Now that both are unmarried, it is very likely that the two families will renew their engagement.
Almost everyone said so, so Song Luoyun naturally thought so too.
Fu Huaizhi is getting married, which is a good thing, as it means that her relationship with him is over and she no longer needs to live this kind of life.
But she was also afraid that his engagement was just a formality, and that he might still ask her to stay by his side after the marriage.
She definitely won't agree to that. "Playmate" is just a harsh term, but if she's a mistress, then it becomes a legal issue.
The news spread like wildfire, and even people in the company were discussing it.
Song Luoyun looked up at Fu Yuxuan who was passing by. He seemed to be on steroids lately, excited about everything he did, and always had a smile on his face, even though it was a little creepy.
His good condition means that Fu Huaizhi is alright.
So the reason he didn't go home is probably related to the recent news. Perhaps he's busy with the wedding, or perhaps he doesn't want to see her.
After sleeping in an empty room for two more days, Song Luoyun quietly packed up her belongings at Fu Huaizhi's house and left on her own.
A person dragged their suitcase away from the affluent area, breathing in the evening air, feeling an unprecedented sense of ease.
After getting home and resting for a while, it was only nine o'clock. Feeling bored, I picked up my phone and sent a message to Fu Qiaoying: "Any plans for tonight?"
Fu Qiaoying simply sent her an address, and she opened the map and took the subway there.
Ever since Fu Huaizhi expressed his opinion on Fu Qiaoying last time, she has had to keep her chats with Fu Qiaoying secret, deleting messages as soon as they are sent, and not daring to let her avatar float at the top of the contact list.
Having finally gotten rid of him, she was going to let loose and have some fun.
"You actually have time to come over so late at night." Fu Qiaoying and Blythe were still together. Blythe had gone back a while ago, but came back again. The two were very close.
“When you’re taking a break, you naturally need to relax,” Song Luoyun said. She has become accustomed to keeping her distance from men and sitting among a group of girls.
Fu Qiaoying said, "What do you mean? Fu Huaizhi is no longer taking care of you?"
“Yes, he hasn’t been back for several days,” Song Luoyun said.
Her intention was to share her joy at finally losing control, but those around her expressed their sympathy upon hearing this.
"Isn't Fu Huaizhi getting married? You don't need to be too sad. That's just the kind of person he is. He only plays around with women."
"The worst thing you can do in a relationship is to take it too seriously. If you're really upset, go to his company and make a scene. Get some compensation, enough to support you for the rest of your life."
"Try to think positively. He'll definitely want to marry someone from a similar social class. Just treat dating him as an experience."
Song Luoyun smiled.
She was overjoyed; how could she not be? This was the day she had been hoping for.
The people around him soon started discussing Fu Huaizhi's marriage.
"The incident of the Fu family and the Shu family canceling their engagement caused a huge uproar. I thought they would never cooperate again, but I didn't expect them to come together again after all this time."
"Why was it canceled back then...? It seems like Fu Huaizhi changed his mind."
"What? They weren't even together, so how could they have changed their minds?" Fu Qiaoying finally pulled away from Blythe's passionate kiss and mumbled incoherently.
She was also afraid that Song Luoyun would be too upset, so she squeezed next to her.
He put his arm around her neck and whispered, "I just felt that Fu Huaizhi wasn't that kind of person. Nobody knows who his marriage partner is, which means it could be you."
Song Luoyun gasped.
No, please.
Fu Qiaoying said, "There has never been anyone else around Fu Huaizhi except you. Do you know what that means? The possibility of him marrying you is greater than a business marriage."
“No, he never mentioned such a thing to me, and besides, there’s no way I could marry into the Fu family,” Song Luoyun said.
Fu Qiaoying: "No, the Fu family has always advocated free love. Fu Huaizhi's parents weren't a good match, but..."
However, marrying into the Fu family is not a good thing.
With so many descendants in the Fu family, the first thing every woman had to do after marriage was to give birth. They had to have two children every three years and three every five years, leaving them no choice.
Song Luoyun also realized it.
Various thoughts crawled up my spine and into my brain.
"No, no, no," Fu Qiaoying quickly said. "Fu Huaizhi will be the future leader. Once he takes office, wouldn't it be easy for him to change these rules?"
"It's okay, he wouldn't choose me anyway." Song Luoyun smiled.
Fu Qiaoying could only sigh.
No one could fathom Fu Huaizhi's style. He wielded great power, but he was never the one with the most say in the Fu family.
When you are not in control of your own destiny, you will hurt the people around you.
Song Luoyun didn't want to think too much, so she leaned back on the sofa, listening to music and letting her mind wander.
Her phone vibrated, and she instinctively looked up at it.
Fortunately, it wasn't news about Fu Huaizhi.
It was just a notification; she swiped left to delete it, but only then did she catch a glimpse of today's date.
July 12th, more than 30 days since her last period.
I feel inexplicably uneasy.
Holding my phone, I quickly ordered a pregnancy test and had it sent home.
After finishing a series of tasks, my hand slipped, and I opened WeChat, only to find a message that hadn't been pushed to me for two days.
Fu Huaizhi: [Have the things been moved?]
The next message, coming in half an hour: "Do you need me to pick you up personally?"
Afraid he would see what she had just ordered, Song Luoyun stood up and simultaneously sent a message: 【I'm going back now.】
What's meant to happen will happen; there's no escaping it.
I hurriedly hailed a taxi; I had just escaped the place five hours ago, and now I'm back.
Fu Huaizhi was at home, but the lights were off. She groped her way over in the dark and was suddenly pinned to the corner.
His cool lips pressed against hers without warning, his breath tickling her ear. He trembled slightly as he kissed her passionately and urgently.
Song Luoyun reached out to resist, pushing against his chest and breathing heavily.
"You left? You actually dared to leave?" Fu Huaizhi grabbed her wrist, his smile sarcastic.
Song Luoyun said, "I didn't leave."
"You didn't leave? Then where did your things go?" he demanded through gritted teeth.
When Fu Huaizhi returned home, he thought he would be able to hold that soft body and lie down to sleep peacefully, just like usual.
But there was no one around. When I turned on the light, I realized that everything was empty.
At that moment, I just wanted to laugh. She was really overestimating herself. Without his permission, what right did she have to just leave whenever she wanted?
She couldn't possibly be so naive as to think she could find a completely safe place to hide.
"I've been gone for so long, don't you miss me at all?" Fu Huaizhi gripped her shoulders, wishing he could crush her and mash her into his body. "Have you been thinking, 'Great, this person is finally gone, you're free again'?"
"I didn't," Song Luoyun said weakly.
“But that’s exactly what you think. You haven’t even sent me a single word of concern.” Fu Huaizhi laughed.
He pushed her down onto the bed, and he was on top of her, biting her neck and leaving two rows of red marks.
Song Luoyun didn't want to do it with him and kept refusing, but all her disobedient actions only deepened his anger.
He increased the pressure, repeatedly saying, "Why don't you care about me at all?"
"Fu Huaizhi, don't touch me." She struggled desperately, but couldn't push him away, so she could only try to bring him to his senses with words, "Don't touch me, you're engaged."
“Yes, I am engaged.” Fu Huaizhi’s eyes were bloodshot. “You didn’t even ask me who that person was; all you thought about was running away.”
"No..." Song Luoyun said weakly, "Don't be impulsive."
"Aren't you jealous at all if you don't ask?"
Fu Huaizhi easily separated her legs, which she had squeezed together with all her might, and hung them around his waist.
"Why aren't you jealous? You don't care about me at all, do you?"
Song Luoyun's strength was a joke in front of him. She wanted to kick him, but he grabbed her ankle.
"Rip." The clothes were torn apart.
……………
"Fu Huaizhi!" Having no other choice, she steeled herself and almost cried out, "You, you calm down, I might be pregnant!"
"..."
The man placed his hands on top of her and remained motionless for a long time.
Song Luoyun thought his words would work on him, so he opened his eyes, only to be met with an even more gloomy pair of eyes.
"Pregnant?" he scoffed, then retorted, "Whose?"
Song Luoyun frowned in disbelief.
How did he manage to still have doubts about her even after hearing the news?
Anger surged within him at that moment.
She was so uncomfortable that she let her hands hang down, allowing him to do as he pleased.
...He's a bastard!
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