Seeing her refusal, Fu Nancheng was sowhat displeased and just held her in silence, sulking.
"Hey... why aren’t you talking..." After a while, Qiao Mo noticed the overly quiet atmosphere in the car and couldn’t help but speak again.
But as soon as she finished speaking, he turned and pressed his lips against hers, swallowing her words.
Damn little thing!
It was his first ti wanting to marry a woman, and she had so rcilessly rejected him...
The temperature in the car gradually rose, with a touch of romance.
Qiao Mo noticed the driver out of the corner of her eye, her face blushing slightly, and she quietly said, "There’s soone else here..."
Without turning his head, he raised a hand and lowered the partition in the car, isolating them from the driver in two separate spaces.
Qiao Mo reached out to cover his mouth and glanced out the window: "We’re almost at the company..."
He stared at her for a few seconds, then removed her little hand.
Unconsciously, his large hand enveloped her other small hand, and he said softly, "Let go."
Qiao Mo hesitated a little, holding in her hand nothing other than the morning-after pill that had taken her three whole days to acquire.
"Be good, listen." He spoke again, his voice very soft.
Qiao Mo stared at him for a while, bit her lip, and then slowly handed the item in her hand to him.
As soon as he got the morning-after pill, he threw it out the window.
Qiao Mo looked outside, lost in thought, still feeling sowhat uneasy inside.
There were less than two hours left until the seventy-two-hour deadline; what if she really was pregnant...
Instinctively, her hand gently covered her belly. She wasn’t ready to be a mother, hadn’t even thought about being a mother.
Seemingly sensing her unease, he pulled her into his arms and kissed her, letting out a light sigh: "Do you really not want to have a baby with ?"
Qiao Mo looked up at him, wanting to say sothing, but in the end, not a word ca out.
He lowered his head to hide his disappointnt, remained silent, and just softly kissed her neck, a mix of entanglent and sadness.
...
After returning to the company, Qiao Mo was a bit distracted all afternoon.
She kept thinking about the question he had asked her that afternoon.
Did she want to have a baby with him?
What would the baby look like if they had one? Would it be a boy or a girl... look like her or like him...
Thinking of the disappointnt in his eyes, Qiao Mo inexplicably felt a bit of heartache.
It wasn’t that she didn’t want to; it’s just that... it was too sudden, and she wasn’t ready.
She rested her chin on her hand and daydread a lot, resulting in a very low work efficiency all afternoon.
But until the end of the workday, she couldn’t figure anything out, so she decided not to think about it and let nature take its course.
After all, although the probability wasn’t low, it didn’t an it would happen just once.
Near the end of the day, Qiao Mo quickly packed up her things and prepared to go downstairs.
Tonight, C Company was hosting a gala. C Company is an internationally renowned luxury brand that invited quite a few celebrities and socialites to the event to understand more about the history and innovation of C Company.
She had managed to get an invitation and planned to gain so insights since designers also need inspiration and cultural accumulation.
Just as she was about to leave, a refined-looking man with glasses approached her, stamring as he spoke: "Qiao... Qiao Mo..."
Qiao Mo had no choice but to stop and vaguely recalled having seen the person in front of her sowhere. It seed he was a team leader in the purchasing departnt.
"Is there sothing you need?" Qiao Mo asked softly, seeing the man in front of her turn slightly red in the face.
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