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Once, in that modern and developed city, everything was advanced, yet there were both good and bad aspects.
The pollution index of the city was truly embarrassing. Where could one find such beautiful night scenery as now?
Above, in the boundless black sky, it was as dark as ink. Countless stars dotted the expanse, twinkling like scattered diamonds, dazzling to behold!
A bright, pure moon hung high amidst them, surrounded by stars. The moonlight, soft and ethereal like silk or smoke, gently fell upon the earth, adding ripples and charm to the originally pitch-black night.
At this moment, Le Yao Yao and Leng Junyu were sitting in the Jade Pavilion, admiring the beautiful night while savoring fine wine in their hands.
In the royal palace, there was an abundance of fine wines. In the past, Le Yao Yao would never drink.
However, recently, with so many worries weighing on her mind, she found herself drinking whenever she felt troubled.
She knew well that drinking would only deepen her sorrows, yet she still hoped that perhaps getting drunk would help her forget some things she did not wish to think about.
Just like at this moment.
After three cups of yellow wine, Le Yao Yao's cheeks were flushed from the heat of the drink, yet she continued to pour herself more wine.
It must be said that the wine in this palace was indeed strong! When she drank it, it felt as if fire was burning in her throat all the way down to her stomach, making her whole body feel warm.
Nevertheless, despite its spiciness, Le Yao Yao still craved more.
As long as her attention was focused on the wine, she wouldn’t think about other troubling matters, even if the spiciness made her eyes tear up.
Eventually, someone could no longer bear to watch her self-destructive behavior. Seeing Le Yao Yao’s flushed face and glistening eyes, the man furrowed his brow and reached out a large hand to stop her from lifting her cup again.
“If you can’t handle your liquor, don’t force yourself; drinking is harmful to your health!”
"Ha ha, Yu, I'm fine. It's rare for me to feel like drinking today, so just let me have my drink," she said, finishing with a hiccup.
By the end of her words, Le Yao Yao couldn't help but let out a drunken hiccup.
Her once moist and beautiful eyes gradually took on a hint of intoxication.
Le Yao Yao felt a fiery warmth spreading throughout her body; it was so hot that her head felt muddled, and she couldn't think of anything at all.
The things in front of her began to sway.
It seemed she was a bit tipsy.
The feeling of being drunk was wonderful; her mind was blissfully empty, allowing her to do whatever she wanted, and her mood lifted significantly.
Le Yao Yao thought to herself, and the corners of her mouth slowly curled into an enchanting smile as she quietly gazed at the man sitting beside her.
However, she had no idea how captivating she appeared at that moment.
Beneath the clear moonlight and the dim palace lanterns, Le Yao Yao's beautiful eyes sparkled with a hint of drunkenness, making her look even more alluring.
Her rosy lips curled gently, revealing a row of pearly white teeth, shining brightly in a way that was both charming and slightly coy under the light.
No wonder people say that the more you look at a beauty, the more beautiful they become.
The little one before him was already stunningly beautiful; now, with the added touch of intoxication, she appeared irresistibly enchanting, causing Leng Junyu to stare in awe.
His heart suddenly skipped a beat.
"Little One, were you born to captivate me?"
The Little One was so pure and clear, with a pair of the clearest eyes in the world. They were so transparent and beautiful, like the cleanest spring water, capable of washing away all the impurities of the world.
However, unexpectedly, the intoxicated her transformed into something fairy-like.
That exquisite Little Face seemed to be meticulously carved from beautiful jade, with skin as smooth as ice and as delicate as butter.
Her brows resembled new moons, and her lips were like flower petals.
What was most captivating was that pair of eyes, filled with drunkenness yet radiating purity—her Beautiful Eyes.
With a glance, they stirred one's heart.
Looking at the enchanting Little One before him, Leng Junyu felt as if a small hand was tickling his heart.
Unable to resist, Leng Junyu wrapped his arm around her and pulled the Little One sitting beside him into his embrace.
To this bold move by the man, Le Yao Yao offered no resistance.
In fact, when he suddenly pulled her close, the moment felt like the world had spun around, causing Le Yao Yao to burst into giggles.
"Ha ha, this is so much fun! I want to play with you more!"
Clearly, Le Yao Yao was even more intoxicated now.
As he held the giggling Le Yao Yao, who resembled a child in her delight, Leng Junyu could only smile indulgently with a hint of helplessness.
"You..."
With a slight smile on his lips, Leng Junyu looked at the person in his arms. Seeing her radiant smile on that Little Face, he couldn't help but reach out a finger to gently poke her adorable little nose.
Feeling the soft skin beneath his fingers, Leng Junyu's heart stirred.
He tightened his embrace around the Little One even more.
She was truly petite!
So small that he could easily wrap her up completely in his arms.
However, it was her delicate and exquisite form that seemed tailor-made for him by the heavens. Holding her felt soft, warm, and fragrant, like cradling a lazy, adorable kitten.
Thinking of this, Leng Junyu felt a warmth in his heart, and his expression grew increasingly gentle.
Looking at the stunningly handsome man before her, Le Yao Yao noticed that he had shed his usual cold demeanor. The way he gazed at her was so tender and indulgent that it felt as if she might drown in his affection, unable to escape.
In this moment, Le Yao Yao wondered if it was the alcohol that had intoxicated her or if it was simply the allure of the man's gaze. Unconsciously, she found herself utterly drunk on the feeling.
Yet, deep inside her, there was a strong desire: she wished this moment could last forever.
No sadness, no parting.
In a world where only the two of them existed, tightly embraced and never letting go...
But Le Yao Yao also knew that this was merely a luxury for her.
With her current state of being unclean and carrying another man's child, how could she ever be worthy of this divine man before her!?
This man held power and influence, standing above all others. He was extraordinarily handsome, skilled in martial arts, favored by the emperor, unmatched in the realm!
Such a person could only be matched with a woman of both talent and beauty, right?
At the very least, that woman must be pure, entirely belonging to him alone...
The more she thought about it, the sadder Le Yao Yao felt inside.
Just the thought of another woman standing by his side, being pampered by him as if she were precious, made her heart ache unbearably.
It felt as if someone was wielding a dull knife, ruthlessly slicing at her heart, making her want to cry out in pain.
As the discomfort swirled within her, Le Yao Yao's nose tinged with bitterness, and the tears that had been hovering in her eyes finally overflowed.
Those tears, so clear under the gentle moonlight, resembled a string of broken crystal beads as they fell onto her exquisite face, making her look so heartbreakingly beautiful.
Seeing Le Yao Yao's tears, Leng Junyu's brow furrowed instantly, his eyes revealing a hint of nervousness and panic. He hurriedly asked, "Why are you crying? Is something wrong?! I will send someone to fetch Bai right away."
After saying this, he turned to call for help but was stopped by Le Yao Yao's hand.
"No, Yu, I'm fine!"
"If you're fine, then why are you crying?"
Leng Junyu clearly felt uneasy about Le Yao Yao's words.
After all, this person meant too much to him.
Even if she hurt a single hair on her body, he would feel an unbearable pain.
Looking at Leng Junyu's worried face, Le Yao Yao felt a warmth in her heart, knowing he cared for her.
Earlier, she had been trying hard not to cry, but as emotions ran deep, she couldn't control her tears any longer.
She wasn't like this before.
Perhaps now she understood what it meant to like someone, what it meant to love.
Or maybe it was because she was pregnant now, making her more sentimental?
Thinking of this, Le Yao Yao reached up to wipe her tears and smiled at the ever-watchful Leng Junyu.
"Hehe, I cried because I was just so happy today."
"Uh..."
Leng Junyu found it hard to believe Le Yao Yao's words.
After all, he knew that this Little One wasn't good at lying. Whatever was on her mind would always show on her face.
Right now, she must have something troubling her, which made her cry.
He wanted to know what was bothering her and wished to share her burden.
But since she was unwilling to speak, he wouldn't push her.
So in the end, Leng Junyu didn't press further. He simply curled his lips into a gentle smile, pretending to believe her words as he affectionately said, "You're such a little fool..."
Yet, it was this little fool who managed to capture his heart completely, making him love her to the fullest.
Le Yao Yao heard Leng Junyu's voice filled with indulgent laughter and immediately suppressed her feelings, not wanting to reveal too much of her heart.
After all, this man was very clever; if she continued like this, he would surely notice something soon.
Thinking of this, Le Yao Yao felt a pang of anxiety in her heart. To avoid sinking deeper into sadness, she resorted to drinking glass after glass of the fine wine on the table.
No matter how fiery the wine was, Le Yao Yao pinched her nose and drank it down as if it were plain water.
She thought she would continue drinking herself into oblivion.
Who would have thought that just as she lifted the third glass to her lips, before she could even swallow the wine, someone suddenly gripped her chin tightly. In the next moment, a warm kiss descended upon her lips.
The man's kissing technique had become increasingly skilled.
With a fierce intensity like a storm, his tongue surged forward, prying open her lips and sweeping through her mouth, eagerly consuming every drop of wine she had just sipped.
He left not a single drop behind.
Moreover, after he finished savoring the wine from her mouth, he showed no intention of pulling away; instead, he continued to explore within her lips.
Feeling his dominance and tenderness made Le Yao Yao's heart race. Slowly, she wrapped her arms around his neck, responding to his kiss with a hint of shyness.
Leng Junyu felt a surge of joy at Le Yao Yao's initiative. The hand that had been lifting her chin gradually moved to the back of her head.
However, when his hand settled on her neatly styled hair, his brow furrowed slightly. Without a second thought, he tore off the hair tie that held her hair in place.
In an instant, a cascade of soft, shiny locks fell freely around her shoulders.
As the cloud-like hair cascaded down, the man's eyes instantly brightened.
At that moment, the moonlight was enchanting, and the palace lanterns cast a soft, warm glow.
In his embrace lay a girl with straight hair flowing behind her and across her chest, accentuating her little face, which was as smooth as cream and beautiful as jade.
Her brows were like ink strokes, and her lips were enticing. Most captivating were her beautiful eyes, filled with intoxication, exuding a celestial clarity that was both enchanting and soul-stirring.
With a light blush on her cheeks, she appeared alluring and charming, radiating an irresistible charm.
Seeing this, Leng Junyu felt a stirring in his throat as he gazed at Le Yao Yao, his cold eyes deepening.
"You... are truly... beautiful..."
His voice was hoarse, filled with awe and hidden desire.
Since childhood, he had been born into the imperial family, surrounded by countless beauties.
Yet none had ever stirred his heart like this.
The girl lying in his arms was sometimes pure like an immortal, evoking a deep sense of tenderness within him.
At other times, she resembled a seductive fairy, stirring his heart and making him long to kiss her enchanting small mouth fiercely and claim her deeply...
Moreover, for some reason, when he looked at the beautiful girl in his arms—her eyes glistening with tears and her dark hair cascading down—an unusual feeling surged within Leng Junyu's heart.
It was as if he had seen this scene somewhere before.
Long ago, there had been another girl who had cried until her delicate face was streaked with tears, her beautiful eyes shimmering with emotion as she clung tightly to him...
But when did he actually meet that girl? Suddenly, Leng Junyu felt that this information must be very important to him, so he began to think hard.
However, just as the answer was about to dawn on him, a loud wail broke out nearby, pulling his thoughts back immediately.
Looking at the person in his arms who suddenly cried like a child, Leng Junyu's brows furrowed into a deep frown.
His eyes quickly filled with concern as he opened his mouth to ask, "Why are you crying again?"
Hearing the man's hoarse yet anxious tone, Le Yao Yao felt even more aggrieved.
Originally, she wanted to get herself drunk to forget all the bad things.
But unexpectedly, the more she drank, the more sorrowful she became.
Looking at the man's handsome face, his tenderness, his indulgence, and his kindness, and thinking about how one day they would have to part ways, Le Yao Yao could no longer hold back her tears.
Why did heaven have to torment her like this!?
Without any psychological preparation, she was sent to this strange dynasty.
And just when she had already fallen for this man and planned to live her life with him, she found out that she was pregnant and that the father of the child was unknown!
She admitted that she was just a young lady with simple desires. She didn't ask for a passionate romance; she only wanted a peaceful life. But why couldn’t heaven even grant her such a small wish!?
The more she thought about it, the more aggrieved Le Yao Yao felt. Tears and snot streamed down her face as she could only rub against the man's chest repeatedly, wiping her tears and snot away.
Looking at his dampened shirt front, Leng Junyu didn’t care at all.
At this moment, his entire heart was focused on the little one in his arms.
Looking at her pitiful little face, as if she were utterly heartbroken, it felt like a knife was cutting into his heart piece by piece.
Finally, Leng Junyu could no longer hold back. Gently patting her small shoulder like a caring father, he softly coaxed her, "Sweetheart, if something is bothering you, just tell me. I will solve it for you." He would do anything for her, even if it meant committing terrible deeds, as long as she was happy.
Hearing Leng Junyu's gentle and soothing voice, Le Yao Yao could no longer contain herself.
Being held by the man, the soft pat on her shoulder felt so tender and familiar, evoking a sense of warmth that made her feel close to him. For a moment, she seemed to return to the past.
In the past, whenever she faced something upsetting, she would hide in her father's embrace, crying pitifully and then acting spoiled.
Her father would also gently pat her shoulder like this and confidently say to her, "My dear, if something is troubling you, your dad will take care of it! Is there some jerk who dares to bully my precious girl?"
Hearing her father's words back then would always lift her spirits.
Just like now.
Of course, she knew that the man before her was not her father; however, he was the man she liked the most.
Hiding in his embrace felt as if he could hold up the sky for her, shielding her from all storms. It was her safest haven.
Thus, without thinking twice, Le Yao Yao couldn't help but burst out all the sadness and pain she had been holding inside.
"Yu, please don't be so nice to me! I... I don't deserve it!"
"Uh..."
Thinking that Le Yao Yao must be burdened by some sorrowful matter, Leng Junyu was taken aback when he heard her say such a thing. For a moment, he felt confused.
However, he eventually spoke up.
"I treat you well because I believe you are worth it!"
In this world, there truly wasn't anyone else deserving of his gentle treatment.
Moreover, being good to her and seeing her happy brought him immense satisfaction and fulfillment.
It was somewhat laughable.
In this materialistic world, he possessed supreme power and wealth, yet not a single day had he felt truly happy.
Nor had he ever been as happy as he was now.
In comparison to his past self, he could say he had been a walking corpse.
But ever since he held this Little One in his arms, he realized that his gray world was gradually beginning to gain color.
He learned to smile; he could feel joy and contentment.
Everything stemmed from this Little One in his embrace...
With that thought in mind, Leng Junyu looked at Le Yao Yao with even more tenderness in his gaze.
Unexpectedly, after Leng Junyu finished speaking, Le Yao Yao shook her head like waves while tears streamed down her face.
"No, no, I'm not worthy. You should find a better woman to cherish..."
"Oh? Then tell me, what kind of woman should I look for?"
Seeing Le Yao Yao shake her head like waves, he knew she was drunk, but wasn't this the moment for her to speak the truth?
He had sensed her troubled heart earlier, and now was the perfect time to coax out what was really going on.
Moreover, he wanted her to know that no matter what happened, he would always be there to solve her problems.
He also wanted her to understand that while there were countless beauties in the world, there was only one little him who cherished and adored her so deeply.
As Leng Junyu pondered these thoughts, Le Yao Yao, who was crying uncontrollably, paused at his words. Her heart tightened.
However, after a moment of contemplation, she spoke earnestly.
"A man as good as you should find a virtuous and gentle woman. She must be both talented and beautiful to be worthy of you..."
The most important point was that this woman should be pure in both body and mind, unlike her.
She felt tainted.
Although she wasn't an ancient person raised in old traditions, deep down she was quite conservative.
Besides, modern men often minded if their woman had given her first time to someone else, let alone in this conservative era.
What was worse was that she was carrying another man's child.
How could someone like her ever be worthy of such a wonderful man?
Moreover, the reason why Yu was so good to her now was that he had no idea about her past.
What would happen if he found out!?
Would he explode in anger, would he despise her, loathe her!?
Even if he eventually accepted her, there would surely be a thorn in his heart, right!?
And now, she had decided to give birth to this child.
After all, the child was innocent.
Although she had no mental preparation for this child at all.
However, she knew that the child was not at fault.
Just like her, she was not at fault either.
The mistake lay in her being transported into this body...
The more she thought about it, the sadder Le Yao Yao felt inside, but she still insisted on finishing what she wanted to say.
Tears had long since soaked her clothes.
Because, in truth, what she wished for the least was for the man she liked to dote on another woman; she didn’t want that at all.
But things wouldn’t stop happening just because she didn’t want them to.
Le Yao Yao felt a tightness in her heart, as if she could hardly breathe. She stood up from the man's embrace, and he did not stop her; he simply watched quietly as she cried while standing up and then cried as she walked away.
However, she had drunk far too much, and even taking a few steps felt unsteady, as if the entire world was swaying around her.
So, when Le Yao Yao stepped out of the Pavilion and intended to descend the stone steps, her foot slipped, and she immediately lost her balance, tumbling straight down.
The sensation of falling rapidly made Le Yao Yao's heart race, and she let out a sharp scream, thinking she was about to crash down.
Although the steps were not high, falling from here could still lead to injury, especially considering she was pregnant...
At this thought, Le Yao Yao instinctively wrapped her arms tightly around her belly.
She thought that even if she fell, she could protect her child.
This was a mother's instinct!
However, just at that critical moment, Le Yao Yao felt a tightening around her waist; yet she still fell, but instead of hitting the ground, she landed in someone's arms.
Her heart raced wildly from the earlier scare, pounding as if it wanted to leap out of her chest.
Though everything was fine now, Le Yao Yao remained shaken, constantly worrying that if Leng Junyu hadn't caught her just now, would her baby have been hurt or even lost?
Just thinking about it made Le Yao Yao break into a cold sweat, her back damp with fear.
Moreover, she realized that this child she had just learned about already held a significant place in her heart.
After all, blood ties were unbreakable; this child carried her blood and was a part of her!
Fortunately, everything was fine now. What a relief...
However, just as Le Yao Yao let out a heavy sigh of relief, she inadvertently raised her head and met the man's inscrutable Cold Eyes.
In an instant, Le Yao Yao's hair stood on end, and her entire body stiffened.
With a loud 'bang,' her mind went blank for a moment! It was because of the man's gaze!
At that moment, the man lay on the ground, using his body as a cushion to protect her without a scratch.
Yet, his eyes were fixed intently on her hands that were cradling her belly, his expression inscrutable, as if he were contemplating something or had already sensed something...
After all, her protective gesture towards her belly had been so obvious; how could someone as clever as him not notice!?
Thinking of this, Le Yao Yao felt a chill run down her spine, almost too afraid to breathe. She could only stare with her large, timid Beautiful Eyes at the man below her, forgetting to even cry.
In contrast to Le Yao Yao's fear and anxiety, Leng Junyu, who willingly acted as a cushion, couldn't help but furrow his brow slightly. He sensed something was amiss.
Earlier, when he saw her about to fall, he noticed that her first instinct was to protect her belly. A normal person wouldn't react that way; it was an unconscious action—almost instinctual.
It was as if she was trying to protect something.
But there was nothing in her belly, was there?! Yet at this Critical Moment, she clutched her stomach tightly. Could it be...?
A thought suddenly surged in Leng Junyu's mind, causing his heart to skip a beat.
Although this notion seemed absurd, he couldn't help but recall the unusual behavior of this person today.
She must have known that he was aware of her identity as a woman.
Yet today, she still acted so strangely—crying uncontrollably and wearing an expression full of sorrow—as if she were hiding some painful secret in her heart.
Could it be that he guessed it was true!?
As this thought crossed his mind, Leng Junyu felt as if a thunderclap had struck him, leaving him utterly stunned.
Cold Eyes also widened in disbelief, locking eyes with Le Yao Yao, whose gaze was filled with panic and fear.
"Are you...?"
Though Leng Junyu did not finish his sentence, the understanding was clear in their exchanged glances.
Seeing that Leng Junyu had already realized the truth, Le Yao Yao's heart tightened.
In the end, he found out...
Her heart twisted painfully!
However, Le Yao Yao no longer wished to hide. With tears welling in her eyes, she looked at the shocked expression on his face and spoke up.
"Yes, just as you thought, I am a woman! And... I’m pregnant!"
—I’m pregnant! I’m pregnant! I’m pregnant! I’m pregnant...
These four words echoed in Leng Junyu's mind like a haunting melody, sending a jolt through his heart, while Cold Eyes stared wide-eyed in astonishment.
If he had only suspected it before, now Le Yao Yao's confirmation solidified his thoughts—she was truly pregnant...
"Whose child is it?!"
Upon hearing Le Yao Yao's words, Leng Junyu fell silent for a long time as he processed the news. When he finally spoke, his voice was cold and rough.
Looking at Leng Junyu's dazed face, Le Yao Yao's tears fell once again in a steady stream.
With a 'slap,' they landed on the man's face repeatedly.
This time, she must have truly broken his heart, right?
This man really liked her.
Seeing the shock and sadness on his face made Le Yao Yao cry even harder, and her tone was filled with immense regret.
"I'm sorry, Yu. I'm so sorry! I didn't want to hurt you! But I only found out about this today. I don't even know whose child this is; it just suddenly appeared in my belly, boohoo..."
No matter what, Le Yao Yao was still just an eighteen-year-old high school student.
Her life had been very simple until now.
At home, she was cherished by her parents and had never experienced any hardship.
She had never faced any major storms or challenges.
So when confronted with the situation of being an unwed mother, she was naturally shocked.
Especially seeing the man she liked being shaken by her news, feeling hurt as well—Le Yao Yao's heart felt like it was being sliced with a knife, more painful and unbearable than anything else.
Her tears flowed like a flood breaking through a dam, unstoppable.
Soon, those tears stained the man's face below her, making Leng Junyu taste a hint of salty bitterness.
In contrast to Le Yao Yao's loud sobbing, Leng Junyu trembled again upon hearing her words.
"What!? You don't know who the father of the child is!?"
It was no wonder that Leng Junyu was so shocked. After all, compared to Le Yao Yao being pregnant, the fact that she didn't know who the father was truly left him stunned.
Le Yao Yao, seeing Leng Junyu once again taken aback by her situation, could only bite her lip tightly, unsure of how to respond.
After all, this was something she really couldn't answer.
She wanted to ask which jerk had left a seed in her belly without ever showing his face.
So, she truly had no idea who the father of the child was.
However, she didn't realize how her answer would make the man perceive her.
Would he think she was a promiscuous woman who had done such a thing with another man and didn't even know who the father was?
The thought of him misunderstanding her made Le Yao Yao's heart ache unbearably; she felt as if she might choke on her own breath.
In her sadness, Le Yao Yao instinctively bit down harder on her lip, not even noticing that it had begun to bleed.
The bright red blood mixed with her glistening tears, slowly sliding from her lips and dripping onto the man's face.
Warm and hot, it carried the taste of both tears and blood.
And there Le Yao Yao remained, biting her lip and crying.
Her eyes were already swollen and red from weeping.
They sparkled like two pools of water, filled with sorrow and pain, making anyone who looked at them feel their heart twist in sympathy.
The man looked at the Young Lady's Tearful Expression, slowly digesting the sudden turn of events in his mind.
After all, this situation had come so unexpectedly that it left him at a loss.
He realized that throughout his life, nothing had ever made him feel so out of control and unresponsive.
Perhaps it was simply because the person before him was his Favorite Woman!
He still remembered the moment he realized he had developed feelings for this Little One; he had hesitated and struggled with it.
After all, how could a normal man like him fall for a eunuch!?
Yet in the end, no matter how much he wrestled with himself, his heart had succumbed to this Little One.
At that time, he had already shattered any moral constraints.
If he liked her, then so be it!
It didn't matter whether she was male or female.
It wasn't that he was abnormal; it was just that the person he liked happened to be a man.
Initially, he had begun to accept that he liked men, thinking that if he could come to terms with such a shocking revelation, what else could possibly be beyond his acceptance?!
But now, hearing her admit she was a woman brought him immense joy. However, when he heard her next words, he was once again taken aback.
He could accept that the person he liked was a man, but he also had his possessiveness. He was domineering and disliked anyone coveting what belonged to him. He wished to envelop her deeply within him, ensuring no one else could see her beauty!
But now...
She was actually pregnant, and the father of the child was not him...
At this thought, Leng Junyu felt as if a massive stone was pressing down on his heart, nearly suffocating him.
His mind went blank for a moment, unable to think of anything else.
The blow was simply too great for him to bear.
In fact, he was not the only one affected by this shock.
Today, when Le Yao Yao discovered she was pregnant, she felt as if she could die.
Now, seeing the man she loved most looking so shocked and sorrowful, her heart ached unbearably.
However, things had already developed to this point; there was no turning back.
At this thought, Le Yao Yao felt her heart breaking, and her tears flowed even more fiercely.
"I'm sorry, Yu. I'm so sorry. I don't even know why this happened. I don't know whose child this is. I don't deserve you; I'm not worthy of your kindness... I'm just not worthy..."
Le Yao Yao cried like a delicate flower in the rain, heartbreakingly beautiful.
Her face, as white as jade, was adorned with glistening tears that stained her cheeks, making her look like a lotus flower after the rain—fresh and captivating, evoking deep sympathy from anyone who saw her.
And those tear-filled eyes resembled a clear pond rippling with water, sparkling with an enchanting light that stirred the soul, constantly shimmering in her gaze...
Looking at that stunningly beautiful yet sorrowful face, Leng Junyu's heart, which had been shocked into stillness, slowly began to awaken.
He felt a jolt in his mind, and suddenly, he became fully aware.
Because the tearful expression before him was incredibly familiar.
A faint scent of wine lingered in the air, and he could hear her sobbing beside him. What he saw was that breathtaking tear-streaked face.
This scene felt eerily reminiscent. Not long ago, it had been nighttime. That night, due to his mother's death anniversary, he had indulged himself in drink until he was completely intoxicated. When he finally woke up, he only vaguely remembered a stunning woman crying beneath him, pleading for mercy...
Leng Junyu thought about it, his mind swirling with memories of that night. What shocked him most was that the beautiful woman from that evening perfectly matched the tearful face before him!
His heart felt as if it had been struck hard by a hammer.
The pounding of his heart quickened, so intense it felt like it might leap out of his chest.
The sudden rise and fall of emotions—joy and sorrow—left Leng Junyu stunned for a long time. When he finally regained his composure, he still couldn't be certain.
Could it be that the stunning woman who had cried beneath him two months ago was her!?
Leng Junyu pondered this question for a while before cautiously asking, "How long have you been pregnant?"
"Uh..."
Le Yao Yao, who had been crying, was taken aback by Leng Junyu's sudden question. She clearly hadn't expected this reaction.
After all, she had mentally prepared herself for Leng Junyu to explode in anger upon learning about her pregnancy, or worse; she had braced herself for any outcome. Instead, Leng Junyu seemed momentarily shocked but then asked this question.
Though Le Yao Yao was puzzled, she still opened her mouth to answer honestly.
"I'm... hic... it's been two months..."
Le Yao Yao said, her eyes red and swollen from crying for so long, and she was hiccuping intermittently, feeling quite miserable.
However, she paid no mind to her discomfort, her tear-filled gaze fixed on the man below her. Upon hearing her words, Cold Eyes suddenly widened in surprise.
She wasn't sure if it was because she had cried for too long that her eyes were playing tricks on her, but she thought she saw a glimmer of light in his eyes.
That light was filled with joy!
Joy!?
Could she be mistaken!?
Otherwise, why would Leng Junyu feel delighted about her being pregnant for two months at this moment? After all, he wasn't the father of the child.
Just as Le Yao Yao was lost in her sorrowful thoughts, she suddenly felt herself spinning. By the time she realized what was happening, she found herself lying on the soft grass, with the man who had been beneath her now on top of her.
This sudden turn of events left Le Yao Yao utterly bewildered.
However, while she was still in shock, the man's next action completely stunned her like a bolt from the blue.
With a tearing sound, Le Yao Yao felt a chill at her chest. Looking down, her eyes widened in disbelief.
The clothes she was wearing had been roughly torn apart by the man, exposing the white fabric underneath.
These white strips were what she had used to bind her chest.
Now they were fully exposed to the man's gaze, causing Le Yao Yao to forget about crying altogether. She instinctively covered her chest with both hands, trying to prevent him from taking advantage of the situation.
The gaze directed at the man was filled with confusion and panic.
"Yu, you, you..."
Le Yao Yao felt flustered, her tear-filled eyes warily watching the man as she thought to herself.
Could it be that he was driven mad by the blow she dealt him!?
With that thought, her heart suddenly leaped into her throat.
She wanted to struggle and get away, but unfortunately, the man was pressing down on her.
Although he didn't fully weigh on her, it seemed he was afraid of hurting her; he merely spread his legs apart, tightly pinning her beneath him.
Thus, Le Yao Yao wanted to leave but found herself powerless.
Her heart was filled with uncertainty—what exactly did Yu want to do with her? Why was he tearing her clothes!?
Little Drunk: (Washing hands and waiting to count coins) o(n_n)o~
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