Rest! Don’t rush around when you’re pregnant!”Huo Xi didn't struggle, letting her carry him into the bedroom.He placed her on the bed, as if about to kiss her, but in the end, he didn't.Huo Xi stared...First floor hall.

The maids were tidying up, Mrs. Huo, Mingzhu and Shuoshuo were all gone. Lu Qian couldn't help but feel disappointed. He quickened his pace and walked outside to see the group of people. He couldn't help but call out softly: "Mingzhu."

Under the cover of night, Mrs. Huo had already gotten into the car.

She had Xiao Shuo sitting on her lap, Mingzhu was about to get in the car.

Lu Qian stepped forward, supported the car door, first touched Xiao Shuoshuo's little head, and said softly: "Listen to mommy."

Lu Shuo nodded obediently.

He resembles the Lu family members in appearance, but his temperament is soft and pliable, like Mingzhu's.

Lu Qian said a few more words to Mrs. Huo.

Mrs. Huo then said to her daughter, "You talk to him!"

She was understanding, likely because Huo Zhendong had been whispering sweet nothings in her ear, and she also had a pretty good grasp of her daughter's feelings. So, she simply chose to let them be.

That's how Mingzhu was dragged into the car by Lu Qian.

He drove for a while, and Mingzhu couldn't help but taunt him: "Mr. Lu, what are you looking for from me Don't you value your career the most Aren't you willing to sacrifice even your body for it"

Although he knew he didn't love Miss Lan.

But she was just jealous.

He said he admired Ms. Blue's independence.

Lu Qian heard these sour words and smiled faintly, "Are you jealous"

Mingzhu refused to say more. She leaned back in her chair, quietly watching the neon lights outside the car.

She didn't want to have anything to do with him anymore, but they had a child together.

When the car stopped, her eyes felt a little sore. Looking around, she realized he had brought her to the riverbank. She whispered, "Lu Qian, what are you trying to do"

Lu Qian tilted his head to look at her.

He looked at his little girl, though she wasn't young anymore. Though she was still beautiful, she wasn't as fresh-faced as she used to be. You could see the marks of time around her eyes and brows.

But he still loved her.

He leaned back against the chair as she did, his hand finding hers and gently caressing it.

He said, "Wen Man called me. She told me some things about you from the past few years."

There are some things he finds hard to say.

Mingzhu was born into wealth and privilege. If she hadn't liked her Uncle Lu, she might not have had to suffer in this life. It can be said that all her hardships stem from him.t. Back when they were good, he wasn't short on other people. He wouldn't deliberately hide things from her, even when some young girls would flirt with him in front of her. She wasn't his wife after...