In the next mont, his large hand cupped her small face and turned it towards him, his handso face less than an inch away, he whispered: "Why are you crying?"
Xie Qinghuan remained silent.
"Afraid that Daddy can’t afford to take care of you?"
"I don’t need you, I can take care of myself." She spoke coldly.
He sneered, an icy glint flashing in his eyes: "Planning to find that wild man from today to help you out?"
She grew angry, glaring at him.
"Daring to go on a blind date with another man while carrying my child, you’ve got quite the nerve." He pinched her waist harshly as punishnt.
Xie Qinghuan winced in pain, trying to push him away: "I neither have a boyfriend nor a husband, I can see whoever I want, it’s none of your business."
Yan Jiu squinted his eyes, pursed his lips without a word, and started the car.
The black supercar transford into a mysterious arc once more, speeding off.
"What are you trying to do again?" Xie Qinghuan asked with so urgency.
Normally she wouldn’t be afraid of him, but now with a child in her belly, she couldn’t help but feel uneasy.
"Get certified."
Xie Qinghuan was slightly lost in thought, doubting if she heard wrong.
Yan Jiu, the flirter, actually said he wanted to get married, which sounded like an international joke.
A few minutes later, Xie Qinghuan lowered her eyes and spoke: "Actually, you don’t have to force it for the sake of the child."
Yan Jiu, furious, slamd on the brakes stopping the car by the roadside once more.
"Force it? Do you think just a child can force Yan Yiheng?" His hands gripped her shoulders tightly, his eyes sowhat bloodshot.
She stared directly at him, silent.
"Let tell you, Xie Qinghuan, unless I want to, not even a god can force !"
Her eyelashes trembled as she gazed at him in a daze: "Then... why do you want to get married to ?"
"Because... because..." Yan Yiheng t her eyes, stamring.
"Because... I... fell in love with you."
After saying this, Xie Qinghuan had no reaction, but his handso face turned crimson.
Think of all the won he had been with over the years, yet it was the first ti he said such words to a woman.
Xie Qinghuan’s expression remained unchanged, showing no reaction.
Yan Jiu seed slightly embarrassed, reaching out to pinch her cheek: "It’s my first ti confessing, at least give so reaction."
Xie Qinghuan frowned and pushed his hand away: "There are plenty of people who like , one more doesn’t make a difference."
He squinted, a sharp glint flashing in his eyes: "A few days without disciplining you and you’re getting cocky."
"I’ve always been like this, no need to act." Xie Qinghuan replied nonchalantly, but her lips uncontrollably curved into a smile.
If he were to lay his head on her chest now, he’d definitely hear her heart racing with excitent.
It was eagerness, delight, exhilaration.
In this world, there’s a kind of man that won can never resist, like a poisonous drug.
She had cautiously resisted, not wanting the poison to invade her, yet unknowingly she was already deeply affected.
Seeing the smile on her lips, his mood lifted.
He drove towards the civil affairs bureau once more, the car running much smoother now.
"Hey, Yan Yiheng, you haven’t even asked if I like you, who agreed to marry you!"
"That’s not important. It’s enough that I like you." He replied matter-of-factly without turning his head or looking away.
Xie Qinghuan was literally laughing with anger at this shaless egotist.
"Stop the car; I didn’t agree to marry you."
Yan Yiheng had no intention of listening, nor did he plan to stop the car.
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