[Overhaul, 2025.09.03]
Lu Yanzhou looked down at her, his eyes red as if rippling with the spring water of March, his bright red lips as delicate as flower petals, his clothes disheveled, revealing his delicate collarbone and one white shoulder, emitting a rich and charming fragrance.
She was clearly begging him, but it seemed like she was seducing him...
Sheng Qiyue's body stiffened.
Lu Yanzhou, however, seemed to have no shame at all. He hugged her tighter and whispered into her ear with his thin lips: "If you weren't pregnant, I wouldn't let you go now."
The warm breath spread on her neck, and Sheng Qiyue couldn't help but get goosebumps all over her body. She bit his arm viciously.
Lu Yanzhou didn't even frown, squinting his eyes and letting her bite him. Feeling the warm and moist touch, his eyes became deeper.
Sheng Qiyue tasted blood in her mouth and her teeth were sore, but Lu Yanzhou still didn't let her go.
She was anxious and afraid, tears streaming down her face like pearls from a broken string, drops falling onto Lu Yanzhou's arms that were wrapped around her, like raindrops falling on the ground, splashing up crystal glass flowers.
Lu Yanzhou finally let her go.
Sheng Qiyue quickly lifted the curtain of the car, but saw a wooden door outside the curtain. The door was locked and she couldn't open it after trying several times.
Lu Yanzhou changed to a lazy posture and leaned back, looking at her.
"They say that a life-saving favor is repaid with one's own body. I saved you and even killed two people for you, almost exposing my whereabouts. And you just want to leave me like that?"
Sheng Qiyue paused while knocking on the door, and asked suspiciously, "Did you really save me?"
"certainly."
"Who did you kill?"
Disgust flashed across Lu Yanzhou's eyes.
"Of course, it's the people who intended to kidnap you, Lou Xinlan and her biological father, Lou Yuxiao."
Lou Xinlan is dead? Sheng Qiyue couldn't believe it: "Don't you like her? How could you bear to kill her?"
"Who told you I like her?" Lu Yanzhou felt insulted. "She's a fat bitch, how could I possibly like her?"
"So," Sheng Qiyue asked cautiously, "You like someone who looks like me?"
Lu Yanzhou stared at her gorgeous face, then wandered over her exquisite body with a mischievous smile.
"You are indeed very attractive. I think no one can resist a beauty like you."
Sheng Qiyue's hair stood on end, and she pursed her lips without saying a word.
So in his previous life, Lu Yanzhou didn’t like Lou Xinlan, but just liked the way Lou Xinlan looked more and more like her?
She laughed sarcastically: "What the heck is the number one young master in the city? He's just a man who can't escape the temptation of beauty."
Lu Yanzhou didn't care at all. "I'm just a fugitive now, not the most powerful young master in the city. I advise you to behave yourself. If you don't behave, I'll vent my anger on you."
Sheng Qiyue suddenly didn't dare to breathe.
How could she forget that Lu Yanzhou must be in a bad mood as he had just encountered such a big change. She couldn't get out, and if she angered him, she might really die.
Seeing her like a quail, Lu Yanzhou commented in a very good mood: "What a cowardly woman."
Sheng Qiyue whispered, "He who knows the current situation is a hero."
Lu Yanzhou curled the corners of his lips and held her in his arms: "Be good, I won't touch you. If you don't behave..." He said grimly: "Be careful of the baby in your belly."
Sheng Qiyue subconsciously covered her belly. Lu Yanzhou felt unhappy. Did she like the bastard in her belly whose father was unknown so much?
…………………………
It was already late at night when Jimo Yuan and Shen Shaoyan finished dealing with the matter. The real He Wenmao had been released and was following the prefect closely.
"Old man, I heard that you cried when you knew I was missing. Tsk tsk, why did I not believe it?"
The prefect kept walking, not wanting to pay any attention to his unfortunate son.
He Wenmao: "Hey, old man, don't go. Isn't it okay if I listen to you from now on?"
The prefect paused suspiciously: "Really?"
He Wenmao laughed heartily: "Of course I was kidding you, you old fool, you'd still fall for it after so many times!"
The prefect: "Get out! Don't force me to slap you!"
Here, the father is kind and the son is filial. Neither Jimo Yuan nor Shen Shaoyan wears a human skin mask. Now they look their original appearance. Both of them are handsome, but Jimo Yuan looks noble and cold, while Shen Shaoyan looks more cold, resolute and masculine.
Seeing the two of them walking towards Furong Courtyard, He Wenmao quickly grabbed his father's sleeve and said, "Old man, these two..."
"Don't think about things you shouldn't think about." The prefect warned his son, "Sheng Qiyue is now the Seventh Prince's lover. You must never think about her again."
Thinking of Sheng Qiyue's beauty, He Wenmao felt uncomfortable, but he was not bold enough to get himself into trouble. He murmured quietly, "I know, there are many beautiful women in the world. I won't be obsessed with just one flower. There are still many gardens waiting for me to favor them."
The prefect couldn't help but kick him: "Having a son like you, I will die of anger sooner or later!"
Jimo Yuan saw Chen Shaoyan following him and pretended not to see him. Since he liked standing in the yard so much, then he could just stand there.
He and July partied every night, but one day he couldn't stand it anymore and left.
But when she arrived at Furong Courtyard, she found it was quiet and there was not even a light. Her heart skipped a beat and she rushed into the house.
Shen Shaoyan followed closely behind, and seeing that Furong Courtyard was empty, he asked Jimo Yuan anxiously.
"Where's July? Did you hide her?"
"I didn't hide!" Jimo Yuan couldn't keep calm and felt anxious inside.
There are not enough people today, and the people who used to guard Furongyuan have also been transferred out. He thought nothing would go wrong, but unexpectedly July was missing.
Jimo Yuan's forehead was covered in sweat. "She was still here when I went out today. Did you do something to monopolize her?"
"I have it all to myself?" Shen Shaoyan was so angry that he almost laughed.
"You possessed her. I respected you as a prince and didn't want to make things too awkward. I wanted to wait until everything was over and confess to Qiyue and let her choose. Now it seems that I shouldn't have thought so much and should have taken Qiyue away directly."
"I misunderstood you. Calm down first." Jimo Yuan searched for clues in Furong Courtyard like a headless fly. "The most important thing now is to find Qiyue."
"I handed July into your hands, but you lost her. How can I stay calm?" Shen Shaoyan felt like he was going crazy.
Jimo Yuan let him vent his dissatisfaction. Now was not the time to worry about these things. He continued to search for clues in Furong Courtyard.
Shen Shaoyan took a deep breath, restrained his irritable mood, and found a letter on July's bed.
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