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"Jiang Zao, my patience has its limits."

Seeing Jiang Zao's innocent expression, Lu Yanxun no longer concealed his anger.

He wanted this hypocritical woman to know that he no longer wanted to tolerate her.

The stern warning instantly banished Jiang Zao's sleepiness.

Even her sleepy eyes were wide open.

Jiang Zao was so frightened by Lu Yanxun's cold and fierce aura that she didn't dare to speak. She just blinked her big, dark eyes and stared at him blankly.

This person.

Why did you suddenly become so fierce?

Did she do anything?

Wasn't she sleeping just now?

They didn't do anything at all.

Why did Lu Yanxun suddenly say something harsh to scare her?

Jiang Zao stared warily at the fierce-looking man in front of her, instinctively reaching out to hug her stomach.

Only then did he realize that Lu Yanxun was holding his hand.

"You...you...let go."

Jiang Zao twisted her wrist.

Lu Yanxun frowned: "The nurse told us to massage it for a while longer."

After saying that, Lu Yan seemed to remember something and released Jiang Zao: "You can hold it yourself."

After her hand was released, Jiang Zao did not follow Lu Yanxun's instructions to press it herself.

She used both arms to quickly hug her stomach.

Jiang Zao didn't know why she was doing that.

I just subconsciously feel that only in this way can I feel safe.

Her movements were a bit too forceful; half of the tape on the back of her hand was rubbed off, the cotton ball was stuck to the tape and dangling precariously, and the needle hole was exposed to the air.

Lu Yanxun curled his lips in displeasure.

Just as he was about to say something, he saw a drop of bright red liquid emerge from the purplish-blue eye of the needle.

Without thinking twice, Lu Yanxun grabbed Jiang Zao's hand and pressed the cotton ball back into place.

Lu Yanxun moved quickly, and Jiang Zao didn't have time to react.

When she saw him reach out to her, she thought he was going to hit her.

At that moment, Jiang Zao was so frightened that her heart almost stopped.

He reflexively raised his other hand to block.

Lu Yanxun was also taken aback when he saw Jiang Zao raise her hand.

Did she think he was going to hit her?

Lu Yanxun frowned slightly, his tone as cold as ever: "I won't hit you."

"The puncture site is bleeding."

Jiang Zao glanced at the cotton ball stained with blood before she believed that Lu Yanxun really didn't mean to hit her.

scared her to death.

She knew it; Lu Yanxun probably wouldn't hit a woman.

She was right.

No, it wasn't done.

Even if Lu Yanxun didn't hit her, Jiang Zao was still quite afraid of him.

Because when a handsome man gets fierce, he can be just as terrifying as an ugly man wielding a knife.

Jiang Zao only found out about this after she met Lu Yanxun.

Although they had only known each other for half a day, this new knowledge had already been firmly imprinted in her mind.

"I will do it myself."

Jiang Zao tried to pull her hand away from Lu Yanxun's grasp.

"Need not."

Lu Yanxun refused.

"These are my hands."

Jiang Zao tried to reason with him.

"I told you not to move." Lu Yanxun's voice was tinged with cold anger.

Jiang Zao tugged at her arm: "I can do it myself, you loosen your grip..."

Lu Yanxun interrupted Jiang Zao: "Jiang Zao, you are a smart person. Although I hate your kind of smartness, I hate it even more when you pretend to be stupid in front of me."

Jiangzao: "..."

"You..." Jiang Zao was a little annoyed.

You jerk, do you have to be sarcastic and veiled in your words to survive?

"Close your eyes and go to sleep," Lu Yanxun commanded coldly. "Don't let me hear your voice again."

Jiang Zao started grinding her teeth: "So what if I heard you? Are you going to hit me?"

Once her stubborn streak kicked in, she went all in.

She simply lifted the blanket and showed her round belly to Lu Yanxun.

"Come on, hit me, hit me here."

Lu Yanxun expressionlessly pulled the blanket back over Jiang Zao.

"Jiang Zao, the child is yours too, I advise you to have some decency."

Each word looked as if it were squeezed out from between his teeth.

Judging from his tone, he seemed to want to tear the ginger and jujube into pieces, bite by bite.

Chew it up and then spit it out to feed the dog.

Jiang Zao had a feeling that this man was about to be driven crazy by her.

For some reason, she actually felt a sense of satisfaction.

My anger subsided considerably.

Jiang Zao stopped struggling and let Lu Yanxun hold her hand.

But she hadn't verbally given in yet.

She stubbornly retorted, "If the child's father can disown them, so can I. Anyway, the child won't take my surname after birth."

Lu Yanxun's face visibly turned ugly.

Seeing this, Jiang Zao quickly added, "You were the one who said it first. You said it wasn't you who got me pregnant."

Jiangzao had long since realized the taste of it.

She misunderstood the meaning of Lu Yanxun's words.

When people said that, they were actually being sarcastic towards her.

The child was stolen by her through despicable and shameful means, not conceived willingly by him.

But she wasn't the original owner who stole the child.

Jiang Zao, born in the 00s, is upright and honest, and has never done anything wrong in the past twenty years.

She may not be a good person, but she's definitely not a bad person either.

Why did God send her here to take the blame for someone else?

Lu Yanxun was indeed hurt, but wasn't she also dealt a fatal blow?

She's already suffered so much, why should she have to endure his mockery and ridicule?

She won't do it!

Lu Yanxun looked away: "I don't want to argue with you. I'll just say one thing: I have never disowned my child."

“I don’t want to argue with you either. I’ll just say one thing: I’m not the kind of person you think I am.” Jiang Zao also turned her head away. “…At least not now. Anyway, don’t look at me with the same eyes you used to have.”

Jiang Zao's words were all nonsense to Lu Yanxun.

He couldn't be bothered to listen.

He ignored Jiang Zao completely.

Lu Yanxun remained silent, and Jiang Zao had nothing to say either.

The two of them fell silent without prior arrangement.

Jiang Zao's hand was held by Lu Yanxun the whole time.

When speaking, you don't feel anything, but when you're silent, all your senses seem to be amplified many times over.

The hand being held felt so strange.

The hand holding hers was also hard to ignore.

Jiang Zao, who had lived in the previous world for twenty years, spent her life reading and doing part-time jobs.

She has never been in a relationship, nor has she ever met a boy who has moved her heart.

She has never held hands with any boy.

Jiang Zao secretly glanced at Lu Yanxun's hands and found that they were quite handsome.

Her fingers were long and slender with distinct knuckles, and her nails were neatly trimmed.

Whether it was his big hands or her small hands, Lu Yanxun could cover her entire hand with just his palm.

The two people's hands looked as if they were clasped together.

Palm to palm, at first glance, there's an indescribable ambiguity.

Lu Yanxun's palm was warm, and a continuous stream of heat flowed from his palm to Jiang Zao's entire body.

The heat made her palms feel a little soft.

Jiang Zao, who has been single for twenty years, has never encountered anything like this before.

I couldn't take it anymore.

“Um…” Jiang Zao swallowed, her throat a little dry, “…it should be better now, it’s been so long, the bleeding should have stopped by now.”