“Go ahead and tell him. He doesn’t care who I’ve been with anyway, because he doesn’t love me. My relationship with you has no effect on him whatsoever.” Song Anran said calmly, unfazed by Su Ziheng’s threats.
Su Ziheng prided himself on being an expert at dealing with women, but when it came to the woman in front of him, he was completely helpless.
This time, he's really fallen for this woman.
"How can you be so sure the child is his, Shen Jinmo's, and not mine?" Su Ziheng narrowed his long eyes, his smile carrying a deeper meaning.
Song Anran sneered, "We've already taken precautions, have you forgotten?"
"What if I tampered with it, like putting a hole in the condom?" Su Ziheng continued to ask.
Song Anran laughed even louder: "Then it's absolutely impossible for me to get pregnant with your child. My belly is not a place where any man's seed is qualified to go. Alright, thank you for your hospitality. I've been gone for too long. Aunt Jiang must think I fell into the toilet."
She picked up her handbag from the chair and stood up.
Su Ziheng sat motionless in his seat, finding the dishes on the table utterly unappetizing.
As Song Anran passed by him, he involuntarily reached out and grabbed her wrist, pulling her into his arms and forcing her to fall onto his lap.
He held her tightly, his gaze meeting hers, his eyes filled with deep affection and reluctance: "Let's not break off this relationship, okay? Let's be like before, I won't interfere with anything you want to do."
"Even if I become Mrs. Shen, would you still be willing to be my mistress?" Song Anran asked with a smile.
Why not?
It's impossible for a strong-willed woman like Song Anran to willingly marry him.
“President Su is truly flexible, but I’m pregnant now and can’t do that kind of thing. It would hurt my baby and cause miscarriage, which wouldn’t be worth it.” Song Anran patted Su Ziheng’s well-defined face, pushed him away, and stood up.
Song Anran, wearing flat shoes, hurriedly walked out of the private room.
As she reached the door, he suddenly called out to her.
"If... I mean if, what if you don't end up marrying Shen Jinmo, would you consider me?" Su Ziheng asked humbly.
"There's no such 'what if.' My brother made a bet with him that once the paternity test results come out in a month, he has to marry me. Mr. Su, stop daydreaming. Our fleeting affair ends here."
"Oh, right, you'd better not try to get attention from Shen Jingmo." Song Anran suddenly remembered something and emphasized to him, "I put a drug in your tea. It was developed by my brother himself. You know, my brother is a world-renowned doctor. He dotes on me, and there's nothing he can't do for me."
Upon hearing this, Su Ziheng's facial features contorted in shock, and the cup in his hand felt as if it were about to explode under the constant pressure of his palm.
"What did you say?"
"I'm just reminding you to do your job properly and not cause any trouble. This medicine will cause people to have sores all over their bodies, their faces will be unrecognizable, and they will eventually die from internal organ failure. You won't see any effects in a short time; it will take at least a month."
"Are you kidding me?" Su Ziheng had never heard of this kind of medicine.
Besides, Song Hanzheng is an upright and principled doctor. He is a good doctor who saves lives, so how could he harm people?
"You don't have to believe me. If you insist on upsetting me and gossip to Shen Jinmo, I won't save you after you fall ill. But a month later, I will successfully marry Shen Jinmo, and I will give you the antidote."
After leaving those words, Song Anran walked out of the private room without looking back.
Su Ziheng stood there, stunned.
The lingering fear in my heart grew stronger and stronger.
What kind of venomous woman did he get involved with?
He also fell hopelessly in love with her.
——
Shen's Group.
Shen Jinmo had the planning department generate several collaboration proposals and sent them to Lu Zhiwei, hoping to achieve another in-depth collaboration between the two companies.
He also wanted to use work as a pretext to get closer to her.
He's been so worried about Song Anran's baby lately.
Every day and every moment of this month of waiting was like being fried in oil.
Unfortunately, all the letters of intent for cooperation were rejected.
Lu Zhiwei refused all of them.
Shen Jiarui suddenly drove to the company and went straight into his office, holding a competition promotional flyer in his hand.
"Brother, last year's international points race was canceled halfway through due to an accident. This year's race is scheduled to be held at Yunshan Circuit in Yunzhou. It would be really unreasonable if you didn't participate in one this year."
Shen Jiarui placed the event promotional leaflet on his desk.
Shen Jinmo has lost all interest in racing.
Without even glancing at him, he said, "Get out and leave me alone."
"Look at your attitude! You got Song Anran pregnant, and now you're acting like we've offended you."
"I didn't get her pregnant. Say that again and I'll cut your tongue out and use it as a snack."
Shen Jinmo was very irritable and fierce, his sharp eyes filled with murderous intent.
Shen Jiarui silently shut his mouth. "You can just not go. Anyway, the racing goddess Queen will definitely come. Don't you want to see your goddess?"
"Lu Zhiwei is my goddess."
"Oh. Then she'll be coming too." Shen Jiarui took out a list of contestants from his phone.
It contains the real names of all the contestants, not their code names.
However, it's unclear which race car driver each of these real names represents.
Where did you get this?
"The competition is set to be held in Yunshan, which is my territory. Getting a roster is a piece of cake." Shen Jiarui put the roster away to prevent it from being leaked.
"Alright, since you're not participating, I'm leaving." Shen Jiarui declared that he was about to go.
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