2299: Give Up for Good (2)

Give Up for Good (2)

She was just like the way she looked when he first met her. With her shy-looking eyes and flickering eyelashes, she was as lovely as a flower in bloom.1

Mu Yancheng smiled dazedly and muttered through his thin lips, "Q-Qingxue…"

As he mumbled that name, he dove forward and used all his strength to pull Song Enya into his arms.

"Qingxue, don't leave me… alright?"

The missy was lost. What is this man muttering about in his groggy state? It looks like he's completely lost it.

Smiling gently, she urged, "Brother Yancheng, let me send you back, alright?"

"Eh… good… I-I'll follow you home…"

The corner of her lips twitched momentarily. She inhaled deeply before adjusting her posture, in case the man accidentally hurt the baby in her womb.

Since she returned home, she was made to stay inside the house by her father and not permitted to go anywhere.

She had wanted to abort the child at first, but there was a night where she dreamed that she had given birth to an adorable baby. The child was fair and tender with porcelain skin. Lying in her arms, the child was learning to articulate for the first time, "M-Mommy… mo-mommy…"

After that dream, she sat on the bed with her head leaning against the headboard. She looked troubled as she caressed her tummy, which had yet to show signs of pregnancy. Somehow, the dream seemed to arouse her maternal instinct.

That's right. This is my flesh and blood, too!

How could she think of murdering this little life as a mother?

No matter how bad the situation might be, she must keep the baby. This was, after all, her flesh and blood!

Since then, she no longer threw away the meals that the servants served her. Instead, she ate well to ensure that she got all the nutrition needed to deliver a safe and healthy baby.

"Can someone come over?"

A bodyguard, sans expression, appeared. "Missy, what can I do for you?"

"Is the car ready?"

"Yes, the car is ready and waiting outside the entrance."

The young woman acknowledged it with a nod then cast a look on Mu Yancheng. "Help him into the car and be careful."

"Understood!"

She would be unable to carry the man alone with his heavy and clumsy body. Luckily, she had the foresight to get a bodyguard with her on this business.

After the guard helped the man into the car. Song Enya got into the backseat as well.

The vehicle sped toward a hotel.

Mu Yancheng had lost his rationale by then. Clinging onto her shoulder, he was like a hungry wolf as he kissed her ravishingly all over while his hands were busy instinctively exploring her body.

This potent drug could even make a horny girl out of a chaste woman, so what more of an already lascivious man!

She was irritated by his harassment and pushed him away by the shoulders with a frown. "Brother Yancheng, don't—can you hold off a while more? We're reaching home soon."

As the man was being pushed away, transparent lines of saliva hung between their lips. The backseat was beginning to get coyish and steamy.

The chauffeur could hear the heavy panting coming from behind and sneaked a peek through the rearview mirror, only to catch the missy glaring angrily at him.

"What are you looking at?!"

"N-Nothing much!" The driver quickly turned his head to concentrate on the road ahead. As he fixed his gaze in front of him, he could feel beads of cold sweat rolling down his spine.

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