Luo Lingyu's face turned extremely pale. She felt extremely disgusted and was frightened by him to the point of almost passing out.

Fan Qingchen smiled and said, "Sister Luo is really heartless. She came to Nanyang but didn't tell me. What can I do to you? No matter how much you hurt me, I still love you. But... I want to marry you."

"I still have the marriage certificate in my hand. We can still get married even if we don't kowtow to our parents." He put his arm around her neck and held her in his arms. The young man lowered his head and rested his forehead against hers affectionately, saying softly, "Sister Luo, you are so naughty. You always ignore me, which really makes me sad. But it doesn't matter. You are mine after all... I am so good to you, and one day you will know how good I am to you."

Luo Lingyu looked unhappy: I don’t want to marry this lunatic!

Chapter 101

The red wedding dress must be matched by the bride.

Luo Lingyu always wanted to get married so that she could have someone to rely on. Love is the best, but it doesn't matter if there is no love. As long as she can marry a good husband. However, since she saw Fan Qingchen's true face when she was young, she never considered Fan Silang as a candidate. She left Nanyang that day to get rid of him...but she didn't expect to fall into his hands again in the end.

The girl was in a very unexpected mood.

The car went northward.

Luo Lingyu looked around and found that Fan Qingchen had only brought two attendants and a coachman. When Fan Qingchen sat in the carriage, the two attendants rode in front to lead the way. Such a light and simple trip was not the arrangement of a noble man going out. The girl lifted the curtain to look outside, and her sharp eyes scanned the two tall and upright guards. There were only two guards in total... This made Luo Lingyu's heart, which had given up, start to stir again.

Fan Qingchen, who was sitting in the same car, stared at her and smiled nonchalantly: "Sister, you still refuse to give up. Even though I only have two guards with me, how can a delicate girl like you escape? I know that you are always aware of current affairs. I hope you won't waste each other's time by struggling in vain."

Who would have thought that Luo Lingyu turned her head, looked at him, and said in a slightly surprised tone: "...Are you having a conflict with Fan Jiazao?"

Fan Qingchen: “…”

His face suddenly turned cold.

With such a big reaction, Luo Lingyu immediately knew that she had guessed right. Fan Silang was the son of the Fan family, and he was always accompanied by a large group of people when he traveled in the past. Now there were so few people, and their carriages were not in Nanyang. Fan Qingchen must have had a quarrel with the Fan family. Luo Lingyu almost casually guessed that the quarrel might be related to herself... The girl's beautiful eyes rolled up, her expression flickered, and she was clearly thinking about how to take advantage of this matter.

Fan Qingchen smiled coldly, and said slowly: "Whether I have conflicts with the Fan family or not, it will not affect my marriage to you. If you want to wait for Lu Sanlang to save you, forget it. Lu Sanlang is not in Nanyang, even if you die in my hands, he will only have the opportunity to regret it later. Of course, how can I bear to let my sister die? Don't worry, sister, as long as you and I are married, I will give you everything you want."

Holding her hand, he leaned forward and looked up at her intently, as if he was looking at the goddess in his dreams whom he had admired thousands of times.

Fan Qingchen murmured: "As long as you marry me."

Luo Lingyu frowned, feeling extremely disgusted. She didn't dare to resist too fiercely, for fear of provoking the tyranny in Fan Qingchen's bones. She pulled her hand away from his and said with disgust: "Lu Sanlang saved you Nanyang on the battlefield, and you, a well-known man in Nanyang, used tricks behind his back to steal his woman."

Fan Qingchen's eyes turned cold.

He grabbed her wrist coldly and pulled her into his arms. He lowered his head and kissed her face, his nose rubbing against her cool face. Fan Qingchen said coldly: "He stole my woman, I just took back what belongs to me. Sister Luo said this today, I won't bother with you; after we get married, if you still speak for him, don't blame me..."

He lowered his voice. He pinched Luo Lingyu's waist and held her in his arms. There was panic in her beautiful eyes.

Fan Qingchen smiled softly, his eyes falling to Luo Lingyu's flat belly. After a pause, Fan Qingchen reached out and gently stroked it. He suddenly raised his eyes and soothed Luo Lingyu's uneasy mood: "Sister Luo, how many months is the baby in your belly?"

Luo Lingyu: “……?”

In a split second, she reacted quickly and immediately showed a vigilant expression: "What do you want?!"

Fan Qingchen said softly: "Don't worry, sister. Although this child is not mine, he is your own flesh and blood. I can't bear to touch any piece of flesh from your body. Even if the child's father..." He snorted, and the coldness in his eyes made people feel uneasy.

Fan Qingchen stared at her and repeated, "How many months?"

Luo Lingyu's back stiffened: "...three months."

It's been three months. If she wants to have an abortion, it will cause great harm to her body. What a pity. Fan Qingchen said "Oh" slowly.

The regretful look on her husband's face was so frightening... Luo Lingyu concealed her uneasiness and kept a blank expression on her face, because she was not pregnant at all.

She frowned, not knowing why Fan Qingchen thought she was pregnant. Although he suspected she was pregnant, at least... at least this lunatic would not do anything to her, just kiss and hug her, not to hurt her. Although she fell into Fan Qingchen's hands, at least she could keep her body for Lu Yun. After all, he was afraid of her getting involved with other men...

Luo Lingyu lowered her eyelashes, her expression changing from time to time. She was thinking of Lu Yun at one moment, and racking her brains to recall the information about women's pregnancy in the medical books she had read. Being held by Fan Qingchen, the girl pretended to be weak and tired, and said in a gloomy voice, "Can you slow down a little? I don't feel well."

If the car drove slower, it would give more time for those who rescued her.

Fan Qingchen hooked his fingers under her chin, lifting the beautiful woman's face. After judging whether she was pretending, he knocked on the car window, signaling the car outside to slow down. He comforted Luo Lingyu: "Don't be afraid, sister, it's like this when you're pregnant. When you feel better, you won't feel uncomfortable anymore."

As he said this, he lowered his eyes and stared at her belly again. He hid the gloomy look in his eyes, but he knew the extreme disgust in his heart. What about raising a child for Lu Yun and treating the child as his own? It was just to deceive Luo Lingyu and to reassure her.