LOCAM 06

Chapter 06

Su Li still felt a little embarrassed. Her breathing grew quick, and her lower stomach rose and fell with each breath.

Her lower stomach was flat and firm, the black underwear contrasting sharply with her skin. Her long, well-shaped legs on the gray bedsheet made a strong visual impact.

She had a good figure—he had noticed it before.

But today, it seemed even more complete and direct.

The delicate feeling left when he held her now made his fingertips slightly warm.

Mo Xingyuan cleared his throat, bent over, and pulled off the other pant leg, putting her loose pants on and lifting them to her waist.

His fingertips lightly brushed her skin, and he felt a small shiver where he touched.

His eyes scanned her face, which was pale with a hint of pink. Her gaze looked a little uneasy.

Mo Xingyuan pulled the blanket back over her, then turned around—just as someone knocked on the door.

“Come in.”

Mo Xingyuan’s private doctor entered first and glanced at him.

“She fell. Check if it’s serious,” Mo Xingyuan signaled with his eyes.

The doctor gave Su Li a simple check, pressed a few spots, and confirmed it was just a pulled muscle. A little stretching would fix it.

Hearing that Su Li’s breathing was off, the doctor said, “You have a slight cold.”

“Yes,” she replied.

“Are you trying to get pregnant?”

Mo Xingyuan’s wife, who came in with the doctor, raised her eyebrows slightly, clearly interested in the answer.

Before Mo Xingyuan could say anything, Su Li nodded. “Yes.”

The doctor glanced at Mo Xingyuan again.

Mo Xingyuan, however, stared at Su Li, a meaningful warning in his eyes.

She really could say anything.

Su Li lowered her eyelids. She had only said it for Mo Xingyuan’s wife to hear.

After giving the medical instructions, the doctor left with Mo Xingyuan’s wife, leaving just Mo Xingyuan and Su Li in the room.

Because of that word, Su Li felt a little awkward facing Mo Xingyuan.

Luckily, Mo Xingyuan didn’t bring it up and went to the study nearby.

After a while, Chi Mu knocked and entered.

“Mr. Mo, the documents are here.”

Chi Mu handed Mo Xingyuan a file. “The agreement drafted according to your instructions.”

Mo Xingyuan looked it over and then walked into the bedroom to hand it to Su Li.

“The agreement. If you want this marriage, sign it.”

Su Li hadn’t expected him to act so quickly.

Flipping through it, she looked at the last line and asked, “If—just if—you fall in love with me, does this agreement still count?”

“Impossible,” Mo Xingyuan blurted out.

Su Li didn’t expect any other answer from him.

This agreement was just for his peace of mind; it didn’t affect her at all.

“Nothing is absolute.”

Mo Xingyuan glanced at her, saying a thousand words without speaking—none of them kind.

Su Li understood. She picked up the pen and signed her name, took a photo of it for record, and returned it to him.

Her decisiveness made Mo Xingyuan glance at her a little longer. Sometimes, she really knew how to behave.

“From now on, figure out how to avoid going back to the old house on your own.”

“What did the agreement say?” Lu Jing asked curiously.

Su Li sat cross-legged on the sofa, wrapped in a blanket, and blew her nose. “A lot, but the main points are: First, no physical contact with him.”

Lu Jing laughed. “He’s treating you like a little hooligan.”

Su Li sniffed. “With his face and body, I actually feel like acting like one.”

“…And?”

“Second, if we meet outside, act like you don’t know me.”

“He really doesn’t want to marry you.”

“Third, don’t mention our relationship to anyone.”

“The most important rule—don’t develop feelings for him.”

Lu Jing sighed. “Does he dislike you, or just marriage in general?”

Su Li shrugged. “Maybe both. But mostly probably me.”