Fu Lingye's scorching breath closed in as he grinned widely, “Do it? Rui, what's that you're referring to?”

Mu Tongrui glared at him fiercely. This man was doing it on purpose!

She got out from his embrace and pulled the blanket over her head, “Forget it.”

Fu Lingye smiled faintly and looked at the woman who was wrapped up like a dumpling. He tugged at her blanket but she held it tighter. Fu Lingye did not manage to pull down the blanket, “Aren't you afraid that my child would suffocate?”

Mu Tongrui released the blanket, her face red, “The child is still in my tummy. And it's my child, not yours.”

He probably only cares about the child!

At her look of jealousy, Fu Lingye pulled her into his arms, “Without me, how could you get pregnant?”

Mu Tongrui blushed bright red, “...”

The man looked at her for a long while, “Alright, stop fooling around. What would you like for dinner? I'll go get them.”

“I want dumplings, duck blood vermicelli soup, with lots of chili and vinegar!”

Fu Lingye frowned a little, seemingly displeased with her choice of dinner, “It's not nutritious. What else would you like?”

“I want those. Even if you ask me to eat something else, I won't be able to stomach it.”

“Be good and wait for me. I'll go and buy.”

It was hard for Mu Tongrui to imagine the prestigious Fu Lingye standing amidst the crowd and purchasing her food.

The thought of it made her feel good.

Despite being treated as Qiao Sang's shadow, surely Fu Lingye must have had some feelings for me. Right?

Mu Tongrui comforted herself with that thought. While she waited for Fu Lingye to come back with her dinner, her phone rang.

The Caller ID indicated an unfamiliar number.

Mu Tongrui did not think much about it and picked up.

“Hello, who is this?”

Is this Mu Tongrui?

“...”

...

back with her food order, two cheap-looking plastic bags in hand. Compared to his

Tongrui sat on the bed and laughed. She took a few

family man. Let me keep

Lingye laid the items on the table and stretched out his hands, “Let me

surely delete

Tongrui stuffed her phone inside her pillow. She

bothered to lecture her. He spread out the piping hot dumpling and vermicelli soup on

tore open the bag of chili oil and

brows, “Don't take too

especially so after having Sweetheart; he had ordered the chef to cut

very satisfied with her spicy and sour meal, “It's delicious. Want a

man only looked at

twirled the vermicelli with her chopsticks and placed it beside Fu Lingye's lips, “Just one bite and you'll

appear to have any intention of opening his

when Mu Tongrui stuffed the vermicelli into her mouth, Fu Lingye's thin lips planted

the unchewed vermicelli into his own mouth

look he threw at her. With an earnest look, he said,

“...”

Only not bad?

to speak. She lowered her

fried rice for dinner. It was clear that he doesn't get flu from having fried

Tongrui took the last dumpling and popped them in her mouth when suddenly, Fu Lingye clamped her wrist

stared at him, “Why did you steal

her

her. With a teasing look, he said,

“...”

did this man turn into such a

Lingye was like a sensible ascetic god. How did he

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