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I couldn't help but laugh out loud as I handed his sunglasses back to him. "Take me back, I'm tired. You're really untouchable; to see you, I have to stage a scene from Titanic."
Hearing this, his movement of putting on the sunglasses noticeably stuttered. I raised an eyebrow and let out a playful whistle, pretending not to notice his unusual reaction.
Long Qi appeared like a ghost, elusive and ever-present. Although I couldn't see him, I could feel his gaze everywhere. If I hadn't initiated the conversation, he wouldn't have made a sound, but at least now he was answering my questions.
Sometimes, I would ask him, "Which Cartier do you think looks good on me?" His voice came from some hidden corner. "The one on the right."
"Why?"
"Low-key, easy to conceal one's whereabouts."
"...I'm not some undercover agent who needs to hide! I want to wear the most ostentatious one."
After comparing several options, I finally chose a diamond-encrusted Cartier snake necklace and paired it with a pair of exaggerated tassel earrings. Standing in front of the full-length mirror, I looked left and right, feeling that my makeup wasn't stunning enough. So, I added some sparkling diamond eyeliner at the corners of my eyes.
Unfortunately, beauty is fleeting. Just then, a maid brought over a cup of emerald green vegetable juice, claiming it was a specially formulated drink for pregnant women by the nutritionist. To be honest, the juice looked quite tempting; its fresh color emitted a faint vegetable aroma.
But as I looked at the layer of green particles floating in the cup, my stomach suddenly churned violently. Unable to hold it in any longer, I hurriedly set down the cup and rushed to the balcony to vomit.
A shadow swept by like a ghost and instantly appeared beside me. "Medical assistance is needed." His tone was cold as he grabbed the wrist of the maid who had followed me out, scaring the poor girl pale and nearly causing her to collapse.
I crouched by the balcony, feeling dizzy from vomiting, overwhelmed by the oppressive atmosphere around me.
Struggling, I reached out and tugged at the hem of his suit.
"Don't make a big deal out of it... I'm fine."
I wasn't sure what Long Qi had done, but a warm sensation spread from my back, flowing throughout my body. I gradually felt more comfortable and softly said to him, "It's just morning sickness; there's no need to overreact."
I instinctively avoided his gaze. Since he was sent by Song Moting, he naturally knew about the unsightly secret between me and Song Moting.
As a prominent heiress, disregarding propriety to be involved with my stepfather's son, I wondered how he would view me.
I stared at the mess on the floor, self-deprecatingly tugging at the corner of my mouth. "You wouldn't guess it, but I think my waist is quite slim; it doesn't show at all. Even though I don't have a fiancé, you must have heard of that miraculous form of parthenogenesis—like accidentally getting hit by alien sperm while walking down the street."
Before I could finish, he effortlessly picked me up. He removed his sunglasses, still wearing an expression as cold as ice, and instructed the maid, "Prepare some light and easily digestible food."
The edge of his smartwatch pressed against my knee, causing a slight discomfort, but his movements were steady as a mountain. The exaggerated snake-shaped necklace around my neck swayed gently with his steps but didn't get tangled.
This bodyguard was surprisingly competent.
Long Qi gently placed me on the soft bed. I noticed a loose thread on the hem of his suit; it seemed he had snagged it while moving too quickly just now.
"Do you want me to help you fix that?"
He immediately recoiled as if avoiding a snake.
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