Marrying a concubine and swallowing her dowry? The mistress turns around and marries a high-ranking

Chapter 458

Mo Chonggui steadied himself, supporting Shen Lingjun with one hand, and smiled, "I knew Madam Shen would be happy, but such enthusiasm and initiative is quite unexpected..."

"I didn't! Don't say that again!"

Shen Lingjun bristled as if she had touched a hot coal, and dared not push him anymore, quickly trying to break free from his embrace.

But Mo Zhonggui wouldn't let her leave so easily; he kept her bound and showed no intention of letting her go.

His familiar aura enveloped her, and Shen Lingjun felt like she was going crazy: "Let go! Let go now!..."

Just as the two were tugging at each other, the curtain rustled and Qin Jianxi came in from outside.

"Mother, did you see Sister Yan'e today?...?"

When Qin Jianxi looked up, she saw her godfather and her biological mother embracing each other tightly by the window.

Qin Jianxi: "......!"

Looking down again, they saw that the carpet beneath their feet was scattered with indescribable books and indescribable sculptures.

Qin Jianxi: "......!!!"

What did she see?!

Qin Jianxi was dumbfounded, as were Shen Lingjun and Mo Zhonggui: "..."

Both sides stood frozen in place, staring at each other with wide eyes.

The atmosphere in the room was half ambiguous and absurd, and half frozen in a near-eternal death.

This suffocating silence lasted for what felt like centuries before Qin Jianxi, incredulous, trembling, and utterly terrified, finally managed to ask:

"Have you... progressed to this point already?"

Shen Lingjun: "..."

She felt as if she had split open, into seventeen or eighteen pieces, the kind that could be served as a fruit platter if you just laid them out.

Shen Lingjun cried out in a frenzy, "No! Xi'er, listen to me! I have nothing to do with him!..."

Qin Jianxi: "I don't want to hear it! Then explain to me what all these erotic books and erotic carvings on the floor are all about! And what are you two doing!"

Shen Lingjun: "..."

How is she supposed to explain this?!

Shen Lingjun looked at Mo Zhonggui in despair: "Look what you've done! Say something! How am I supposed to explain this to my daughter?!"

Even if Mo Zhonggui had the thickest skin, he still felt somewhat embarrassed in front of his six-year-old daughter.

He coughed, and after organizing his thoughts for a while, he solemnly said, "Your mother and I are not just playing around. I said last time that I would marry her."

Shen Lingjun: "..."

No, who told you to interpret it that way!

She was exasperated and pushed Mo Zhonggui towards the window again, yelling, "Go! Go! Get out of here right now!"

You're just adding fuel to the fire!

Mo Zhonggui was initially a little embarrassed to face Qin Jianxi, so he didn't linger there any longer and finally left.

Only Shen Lingjun and her daughter Qin Jianxi remained in the room.

At this point, Qin Jianxi resembled the mother, while Shen Lingjun resembled the daughter.