Night Fire Lingering

As they were talking, the new breed of big dog, Young Master He, got out of the car and walked up to Luo Beiqing. He nodded to Wen Yan as a greeting, then looked at Luo Beiqing and asked, "Not playing anymore?"

Luo Beiqing kept a cold face and ignored her.

He Tingchuan didn't mind and asked again, "Where are you planning to go?"

I was just asking if we weren't going to play anymore, and when I didn't get an answer, I settled for asking where we were planning to go.

“Young Master He has been quite free lately, and his temper is also good,” Wen Yan said.

He Tingchuan seemed oblivious to Wen Yan's sarcastic tone, and simply looked at Luo Beiqing.

Luo Beiqing had gotten used to He Tingchuan's erratic behavior over the past few days, and said to Wen Yan, "Yan Yan, you don't need to see me off, go find your husband!"

After Wen Yan left, He Tingchuan opened the car door for Luo Beiqing.

"Is serving people a recent hobby for Young Master He?" Luo Beiqing stood still.

“It’s about serving you,” He Tingchuan corrected bluntly.

Luo Beiqing frowned, having personally experienced the frustration Wen Yan felt when she wanted a divorce but couldn't.

She did get divorced.

But it's equivalent to Bai Li!

“He Tingchuan, I went to an antique exhibition yesterday and overheard the organizers still calling me Mrs. He behind my back,” Luo Beiqing said suddenly, arms crossed.

He Tingchuan wasn't surprised at all, and simply asked, "Don't you like this nickname?"

Luo Beiqing laughed in anger: "Hey, what are you pretending to be, you big shot? Is this a matter of address? Don't think I don't know that the organizer is one of your people!"

If it weren't for He Tingchuan's tacit approval of her status, how would the people below dare to call her Mrs. He?

Calling her Mrs. He is just keeping her tied to He Tingchuan, isn't it?

"Bei Qing, pregnant women should pay attention to their emotions," He Tingchuan kindly reminded her.

Luo Beiqing felt that she couldn't pay attention.

"He Tingchuan, we're already divorced, you understand, right?"

"Ah."

This phrase has appeared quite frequently during this period. At first, He Tingchuan found it jarring and then sneered at Luo Beiqing. But now, he can calmly listen and nod at her with composure.

So what if we got divorced?

It's as if everyone in the circle doesn't know that Luo Beiqing is pregnant with He Tingchuan's child.

Luo Beiqing was so angry at his indifferent attitude that she took a deep breath, closed her eyes, and kept telling herself: The baby is already 28 weeks along, I will give birth soon, and things will be much better after that. After all, those people outside are just treating her as a vessel for the He family's golden grandson.

Luo Beiqing looked coldly at the man in front of her. The man calmly met her gaze, giving off a sense of being an unyielding and unreasonable scoundrel.

Luo Beiqing touched her protruding belly and pursed her lips with a grim expression.

"What's wrong? Are you feeling unwell? Is the child bothering you?" He Tingchuan asked readily.

Young Master He, a first-time father, was startled when he first saw the baby move inside Luo Beiqing's belly last month. Luo Beiqing laughed at him for being illiterate, telling him not to "affect my child's intelligence" and kicking him out. Afterwards, Young Master He frantically studied all the physiological knowledge about pregnancy, proving he wasn't a hopeless illiterate!

He knew that babies could move inside a pregnant woman's belly, but he had never seen it before, especially not on the delicate and charming Luo Beiqing. Therefore, he was particularly shocked and somewhat... scared when he saw it with his own eyes.

After Luo Beiqing was hospitalized twice due to her pregnancy, he realized once again that pregnancy was a very risky thing for Luo Beiqing. The unborn baby living in Luo Beiqing's belly was like a little monster that had invaded Luo Beiqing's body.

"No," Luo Beiqing said, revealing his true feelings. "I just feel that if my son turns out to be a jerk like you, I'll beat him a lot."

“…” He Tingchuan said, “It might be a daughter.”

Luo Beiqing didn't understand the man's obsession with his daughter and said, "He Tingchuan, a daughter's importance in your He family is different from that of a son. Your mother's plan will fail."

If Luo Beiqing is carrying the first male heir of the new generation of the Luo family, it would be a decisive factor in consolidating He Tingchuan's position.

He Tingchuan frowned and said, "Luo Beiqing, our child has never been a tool for me."

Luo Beiqing shrugged, her face showing an expression that said "say whatever you want" and "it's up to you." She didn't care at all how He Tingchuan viewed the child; this was her child.

Luo Beiqing turned and got into the car.

Upon seeing this, He Tingchuan's eyes flashed with satisfaction and a smile.

After getting into the car, I heard the woman in the passenger seat say, "I'm going out tomorrow, will you take me again?"

Luo Beiqing never proactively reported his itinerary to him, and He Tingchuan had a bad feeling. Reluctantly, he asked, "Where are you going?"

"Blind date."

He Tingchuan's expression froze.

Luo Beiqing chuckled and reminded him, "Young Master He, you should still remember that when you moved into my house you promised that you would only take care of the children and wouldn't interfere with my private life, right?"

"remember."

He Tingchuan sent a message to his secretary, asking him to schedule his free time for tomorrow afternoon. He then started up the Cullinan with a blank expression.

"I will personally deliver it to you."

-

Wen Yan called Gu Yanci, but no one answered.

When Wen Yan recalled how he remembered to bring her slippers even when he was angry and cold, she felt a mix of bitterness and amusement. She generously reassured herself: "He's still angry, it's normal for him not to answer the phone."

So I contacted Lou Qi to ask if he knew where he was.

Lou Qi remained silent for a few seconds, his aura somewhat strange, before giving Wen Yan an address.

This is an upscale bar with live music every night, but it's not excessively noisy. However, the area around Louqi is unusually quiet.

"Aren't you together?" Wen Yan asked curiously.

"No, I didn't go."

Wen Yan was about to say that it was no wonder his voice sounded strange, but before she could say it, she heard a sharp, piercing "snap".

Something crashed to the ground on the other end of the phone, and faintly... someone shouted "Lou Qi," it was... a woman's voice?

Could it be that she interrupted Lou Qi's good time...? But why does that voice sound vaguely familiar?

However, Lou Qi didn't give Wen Yan a chance to speak again, and hurriedly said goodbye and hung up.

Lou Qi tossed his phone aside and looked at Jiang Xing, who was pinned to the bed by him with one hand.