Living With a Temperamental Adonis: 99 Proclamations of Love

No, this was more than a secret; this was a lie and a conspiracy!

That night, he thought that he had done the wicked in his drunken state and had felt indebted towards her, so much so that even though he couldn’t let go of Song Qingchun, he felt an immense responsibility towards Cheng Qingchong. In the darkest hour of the night, he would wake up from his nightmare, shaking with cold sweat, unable to fall back asleep, caught between two impossible situations.

After their marriage, he had treated her well. It was not only because of the baby in her stomach—to be completely honest, the baby was not a child of love, so he didn’t have that much of a connection to it. He treated her so well, not only because he felt guilty towards her but also it was what she deserved.

The care that she had lavished on him for the past eight months really did warm his heart. Even though he couldn’t explain where that feeling that gradually filled his heart came from, he had to admit that he didn’t detest the way everything was going. In fact, there were that few moments where he thought to himself, Actually, this is not a bad way to live the rest of my life… Without the history of youth, without too many highs and lows, just a life of quiet accompaniment.

But at that moment, he realized how big of an idiot he was, an idiot that was toyed in a woman’s palm!

Qin Yinan’s lips curved into a self-deprecating smile. Then again, why am I surprised? Thinking about the years Tang Nuan toyed with like an idiot, what else can I be but the biggest idiot in the world! An idiot who is nothing more than a plaything for women!

As the thought filtered into his mind, Qin Yinan started chuckling to himself. The dark chuckles were exceptionally creepy and hair-rising in the quiet room.

Qin Yinan suddenly stopped laughing, and his eyes, staring at the phone, frosted over. An air of chilliness permeated his frame as his lips stretched tightly as if he was concocting a heinous plan.

When Cheng Qingchong opened the door, Qin Yinan moved his gaze away from the phone to look at the wall. His expression changed in lightning speed to revert to his usual gentleness. He smiled at Cheng Qingchong, who was walking towards him with the lunch box as he closed his phone and slid it under the pillow.

He looked completely serene, like nothing out of the ordinary had happened, like he had not found out everything.

…

After Song Qingchun left the hospital, she had the nurse drive her to ST Empire. During the initial stages of her pregnancy, she did show up to the company multiple times with Su Zhinian, sothe lobby receptionist and security guards knew her well. As she got out from the car, they bowed politely to greet her. “Good afternoon, Miss Song.”

Song Qingchun smiled in return before walking towards the elevator and asking the receptionist who led her there, “Is Su Zhinian at work?”

“Yes, CEO Su is in,” The receptionist answered as she helped Song Qingchun call for the elevator reserved for company VIPs.

Song Qingchun thanked the receptionist with a smile before walking into the elevator.

When she reached the top floor, Song Qingchun waved at the secretary who came out to serve her, to just ignore her and to focus on her work. She walked familiarly toward Su Zhinian’s office.