I didn't know if it was my imagination, but I kept feeling that Lu Yancheng's eyes were always on me.Like right now — his pupils clearly carried a probing, searching look, as though I were a suspect under interrogation.
I forced down the panic in my heart, hurried to his side, and pressed a finger to my lips."Mr. Lu, I just overheard a big secret. Come on, let's go back to the room to talk."
With that, I seized the initiative — pushing his wheelchair swiftly back toward the room.Ha, I was a genius.By doing this, I naturally cut off whatever he was about to say and took full control of the situation.
With a loud bang, I shut the door.This villa was too big, and it really drained my stamina. Jiang Wanwan's body wasn't used to exercise — just a few steps, and I was gasping for breath.I collapsed to the floor, leaning against the armrest of his chair, panting heavily.
He looked down at me calmly; the sharp edge in his eyes had softened somewhat, as if he were quietly waiting for me to make trouble again."What secret?"
To make my act more convincing, I leaned close to his ear and whispered,"I just saw Su Ning'an hugging Xiao Lu from behind. She even said something like—'when your sister's dead, you'll marry me.' Don't you think there's something going on between them?"
At that moment, I didn't realize how close I'd gotten to him. My breath brushed entirely over the skin behind his ear.When I finally came to my senses, I saw that his snow-white earlobes had turned crimson, the color spreading all the way down to his neck!
Lu Yancheng slightly shifted his body away, his expression calm as ever — after all, he already knew about their affair.I knew that he knew, but I had to pretend I didn't.What a test of acting skills.
I blinked at him, all seriousness. "Why are you so calm?"Maybe it was the first time anyone had shared gossip with him — his gaze was cool and detached. "And what kind of reaction should I have?""Surprise, curiosity — and then you ask me, 'Really?'" I gestured dramatically with my hands.He actually played along. "Really?"But those eyes clearly said: Shut your damn mouth. I don't want to know.
I didn't know why, but whenever I was with him, it always turned into some kind of acting contest.
"It's true, absolutely true — truer than gold!"Tilting my head, I continued softly, "And I think I even heard something about pregnancy… and a baby. Could Su Ning'an be pregnant with Xiao Lu's child?"
"What did you say!"
That caught him off guard — only the Su family and Lu Shiyan knew of it. I had revealed it on purpose, and his face darkened instantly.I kept my expression innocent and gossipy. "Mr. Lu, do you think Xiao Lu ran away from the wedding because of Su Ning'an? My woman's intuition says something's definitely going on between them! Could they have forced Su Wan to her death?"
The moment I finished, Lu Yancheng suddenly grabbed my hand, his dark eyes glinting coldly.I frowned. "That hurts… Mr. Lu."Only then did he let go. "Sorry."
Then, more composedly, he said, "Don't spread things without proof."I knew it — the reason he hadn't exposed their relationship before was mostly to protect the Lu family.
But Lu Yancheng, one day, I'm going to destroy the entire image of your family.When that time comes, will you hate me?
Maybe he noticed the gloom in my expression, because his voice softened. "But behind closed doors, you can tell me anything."
Those words… sounded as if he'd just tied the two of us together.I looked up and smiled. "Okay."
Maybe I smiled too brightly — I'd practiced this in front of the mirror.This face, more defined and striking now, carried an alluring charm when it smiled — like a hundred flowers blooming all at once.
Lu Yancheng stared at me, frozen for three whole seconds.I had never seen such a clear look of surprise on his face before.Realizing his own lapse, he cleared his throat lightly. "Shall we still go look at the new house?"
"Of course. But, Mr. Lu…"I sat on the floor, resting my chin on his armrest, smiling up at him. "What kind of house do you want for our home?"
He was taken aback. "I've never thought about it."
Never thought about marriage? Impossible — when you love someone, you imagine a lifetime with them.Maybe he'd just been too busy building his business empire to think about it.
"Well, you can think about it now," I said seriously. "Because we're going to live there for the rest of our lives."As long as Lu Yancheng didn't bring up divorce, I never would.
He was quiet and steady — a good husband.Most importantly, he already had someone in his heart.That suited me just fine.
"For the rest of our lives…" he murmured under his breath.
"What? Are you planning to divorce me someday? It's fine if you do — if you ever meet your true love, you can tell me, and I—"
Before I could finish, something pressed against my lips — his finger.His skin was cool, even in the warmth of the room.That fingertip rested lightly, silencing me.
His deep eyes fixed on mine, calm yet stern."Jiang Wanwan, I have no intention of divorcing you. You married me — you'd better not have any other thoughts. Understand?"
In a moment of panic, I tried to wet my dry lips with my tongue — forgetting that his finger was still there.My tongue brushed against him, soft and warm, before I could stop myself.