He raised the corners of his lips with an inexplicable expression. He seemed to pity the innocent woman in front of him, but also seemed to be satisfied with himself, "Ah Jiu, we can't break up."
As he spoke, Feng Yimo's eyes moved downwards, and finally landed on her belly across the dining table. He said, "We have a child."
"But..." The child is not yours.
But Lin Ajiu still didn't have the courage to say the second half of the sentence.
She bit her lower lip hard and gradually fell silent under Feng Yimo's gaze. She just said, "What if... what if it's not yours..."
She deceived herself into thinking that she was just hiding the truth, and this was not deception.
Isn't it...
"It doesn't matter whether it's mine or not." Feng Yimo smiled and shook his head. He was as gentle as ever, as if he really didn't care.
But the deep thought and violence that flashed across his eyes, and the quietly clenched fists under the dining table explained everything.
When Lin Ajiu raised her eyebrows in shock and saw him, he slowly said, "The important thing is, who does Lu Shizhou think the child belongs to."
Hearing this, Lin Ajiu's expression changed again and again, but within a few breaths, it returned to normal.
She pretended to be helpless and smiled bitterly, her red lips slightly parted, "Then what do you want to do?"
Feng Yimo pushed the diamond ring in the box forward, "I specially found someone to design it. It's the only one in the world. Just accept it, okay?"
Scattered diamonds are inlaid around the ring, dotted with a heart-shaped pink diamond in the middle. The two-carat diamond is inconspicuous when worn on the hand, but it is hard to ignore.
This gift is not valuable to Feng Yimo, but it is a rare gift.
Few women can say no to diamonds, can they?
Lin Ajiu looked at it again and again, with longing and love in her eyes.
She secretly stroked the plain silver ring on her ring finger. It was bare, with only the English initials of her and Lu Shizhou's names engraved on the inner ring.
This was the ring that Lu Shizhou had used when he proposed to her. It cost more than a hundred yuan a pair and she had worn it for several years.
Feng Yimo picked up the ring and said with a smile, "Ajiu, stretch out your hand."
Lin Ajiu shook her head. She pointed to the ring on her ring finger and slowly said, "I already have the ring."
There was undisguised sarcasm and disdain on his face, "A silver circle will trap you for the rest of your life?"
Feng Yimo knew her nature, a money-worshiping egoist, and he had no idea about it, as most people who have truly endured hardship would be like this.
Money is omnipotent, it can buy dignity, favor, family affection, friendship, and even...love.
But Lin Ajiu's shining point is also worshiping money. She worships money, but she chooses to be a pauper, and even restrains her nature and suppresses her true heart.
This was the reason why he fell in love with Lin Ajiu.
She lowered her eyes and smiled a little reluctantly, "He promised me that if this project is completed, he will marry me in a glorious way."
As if he heard something funny, Feng Yimo sneered, looking at her with naked compassion.
"If he really loved you and wanted to marry you, he wouldn't have asked you to beg me. Ah Jiu, don't be naive. Tang Tian plans to fake it for real. Don't you know?"
"Shut up!" As early as Feng Yimo said his first words, Lin Ajiu stood up, her whole body trembling uncontrollably, all the blood on her face faded, and she turned extremely pale and turned bright red.
Feng Yimo's expression remained frank, even showing a bit of helplessness, "I'm just telling the truth."
She had no words to retort, and her eyes were dimmed with anger. She tried her best to squeeze out the words from her throat, "Sorry, I have to go to the bathroom."
After that, she hurriedly left. The moment the box door closed, the smile on Feng Yimo's face faded, and her expression became dark and unclear.
He made a call, and after being answered, he said in a calm voice, "Go and find out where Lin Ajiu has been these days, especially the hospital."
The moment he put down his phone, he punched the dining table hard, shaking the tableware with it. The violence and anger deep in his eyes made the corners of his eyes turn red.
His chest heaved violently, and he was so angry that he covered his face and laughed, "Ajiu, don't let me find out that you are lying to me."
He was not a fool. How could he not notice Lin Ajiu's abnormality? It could be said that he was subconsciously resisting once or twice.
But the way she looked just now, she was clearly convinced that this child was Lu Shizhou's...
At the same time, Lin Ajiu in the bathroom turned on the faucet. The biting cold water restored her consciousness. Silent tears fell and flowed out from the seams of her hands along with the water.
She looked at the person in the mirror, and the angry blush faded away, leaving only a pale, bloodless look.
V-neck clothes can't hide the mark between the neck. If you move a little, it will be exposed. You can only cover it with hair, but it doesn't help.
Inexplicably, she suddenly let out a low laugh, which quickly dissipated, revealing a deep sadness.
She thought she just made a wrong step, but she didn't expect that she was wrong everywhere.
Starting from that glass of drugged wine, she and Lu Shizhou became strangers step by step.
It was as if she had entered an endless loop. The more she tried to mend her relationship with Lu Shizhou, the worse their relationship became, just like that birthday, and also like this child who was caught off guard.
How did that happen...
Why is this so...
She asked herself the question over and over again, but she still couldn't get the answer.
Forget it, she told herself, but her heart hurt so much that she couldn't breathe.
How could we forget about more than ten years, how could we forget about it...
Another handful of water hit her face, she took a deep breath, then forced herself to smile, then packed herself up and prepared to leave.
As soon as I walked to the bathroom door, a man and a woman came face to face, hugging each other intimately.
As they walked around, the man's hand could be faintly seen on the woman's buttocks, and he would knead it from time to time, which made the woman look even more shy.
Obviously the man liked her reaction very much. He smiled and kissed her on the back of her neck. His tone was gentle and playful, "Sweetheart, do you like the bag I gave you?"
The woman blushed with embarrassment and lightly punched his chest twice. She glanced at Lin Ajiu a few times and pretended not to care, and said coquettishly, "Young Master Fu, there is someone else here."
The man called Mr. Fu didn't even raise his eyes, but lazily said, "Don't worry about her."
Lin Ajiu had seen this kind of thing many times. She only glanced at it and then took the initiative to look away. When she passed by, the woman just walked into the bathroom.
A harsh ringtone rang, and as soon as the call was connected, a delicate female voice called from the other side of the phone, "Young Master Fu."
It's so...exciting!
Lin Ajiu blinked her eyes, and her originally depressed mood suddenly became excited the moment she met Bagua.
What woman can resist gossip?
She licked her dry lips, deliberately slowed down her pace, and raised her ears, trying to hear something.
