C28 A Pregnant Woman

The next morning.

Yin Jialu opened her eyes and felt that it had been a long time since she slept so well. The feeling of waking up naturally was really wonderful.

Turning her head, her perfect morning mood instantly ended. If not for the face beside her, she would probably be happy for the entire morning.

She stared at Leng Dongru, who was 0.01 meters away from her face. In her panic, she suddenly stepped back and almost fell out of bed.

What happened? Didn't he sleep on the floor?

Yin Jialu quickly lifted the blanket and looked at her clothes. Luckily, the clothes were still the same as last night.

But why would he sleep on the floor on the bed? And he even had a look of exhaustion on his face?

Leng Dongru woke up. He held his neck with his hand and turned around. His hoarse voice was very sexy. "You are really good at making trouble."

Hmm? Why did she hear something different?

She buried her head under the blanket to check. When she found that her clothes were still intact, she crawled out again. Her hair was disheveled. "Don't speak nonsense. You're ruining my reputation."

He smiled coldly and charmingly. "Reputation?" Sleeping with her husband was called bad reputation?

Uh, Yin Jialu felt that she used the wrong word and made Leng Dongru unhappy again?

She carefully observed Leng Dongru's expression. She heard that when a man woke up in the morning, he would react when he flirted with him a little.

Immediately after, his bestial nature flared up. She did not want to have a peaceful night, but after waking up in the morning, she would be eaten up and wiped clean.

Facing her probing gaze, Leng Dongru coldly glanced at her and directly lifted the blanket to get up.

His clothes from last night were no longer there. His entire body was only left with his underpants between his legs, his strong upper body, and his legs which seemed to have strength at first glance.

She couldn't take it anymore. She felt like she was going to have a nosebleed. The stimulation from early in the morning was too strong.

Regardless of Yin Jialu's expression of wanting to die, Leng Dongru, who still had a meeting to attend today, got up and walked into the bathroom.

Taking advantage of this time, Yin Jialu hurriedly tidied her clothes and carried her backpack, waiting for Leng Dongru to wash up.

When Leng Dongru came out, he saw Yin Jialu standing at the door of the room with her backpack.

He looked at her and did not say anything. He wiped his wet hair because he had just finished bathing.

Yin Jialu could not wait any longer. "Director Leng, hurry up. I still have to go home."

He asked, "Go home? Didn't you move in?"

Live? Forget it. After what happened last night, she had seen the consequences of living in the Leng family, or she would become a tool to give birth to three to five children for him, which made Zhao Yahui happy. Or she would be bullied by Wai Yixi and Zhao Yahui.

Leng Dongru was always so busy that he would be finished in minutes.

Besides, she did not intend to continue living with Leng Dongru.

Two years ago, the Yin's was short of funds and could not start a new project. Yin Jiaxuan, who had already decided on the wedding date, ran away with the man she loved.

Before she was short of funds and faced with the two problems of the Leng family not having a daughter-in-law, she was pushed out by Yin Qishan.

She could not refuse her adoptive father's request. After the two of them reached an agreement, the Leng family would give money to the Yin family. Two years later, no matter what the Yin family and the Leng family did, she would propose a divorce and the Yin family would support her.

Her adoptive father agreed.

She was the same as Yin Jiaxuan. She didn't like to be restricted by life. What she wanted was freedom. She couldn't be as stubborn as Yin Jiaxuan in the face of her adoptive parents' care.

But this time, it could be considered as repaying the favor of the Yin family to her adoptive father. She knew that the Leng family had given her quite a lot of funds.

Two years...

She would be there in three months. She had decided to be firm in her decision. After the divorce, she would be able to do whatever she liked without any scruples.

Faced with her entrancement, Leng Dongru tacitly agreed and went downstairs.

Yin Jialu, who had regained her senses, could only follow him and run forward. She wanted to discuss with him about sending her home today.

When she followed Leng Dongru, the two of them had already arrived at the living room.

Zhao Yahui invited her to sit at the dining table and served a cup of soup.

"Come, drink it quickly." Zhao Yahui's attitude was clearly a little better than yesterday, but her tone was still indifferent.

Yin Jialu did not want to delay, so she picked it up and drank a mouthful. Her mouth was full of strange taste.

Looking at this soup again, how was this soup? It was simply like medicine. There were too many strange things.

She asked, "What kind of soup is this?"

Zhao Yahui smiled brightly, "It's for pregnancy."