The man’s breathing was somewhat heavy, his eyes intensely fixed on her. In his deep and dark pupils, there was only her reflection, as if she were the only one visible in his entire world.

Song Qiao was acutely aware that although they hadn’t done anything last night and merely wanted to sleep in each other’s arms, before that, they used to have intimate moments almost every night.

It’s said that morning is when a man’s desires are strongest. Although it wasn’t her first time with Lu Jingchen since they got married, she still couldn’t help but shrink back slightly, speaking in a cautious tone, "Lu... Lu Jingchen, get up first, we can talk about things properly..."

However, a smile appeared on the man’s face, and he kissed her lightly. His tone was very suggestive as he said, "But right now, I’d rather show you instead..."

"No way..." Song Qiao immediately protested, "You... don’t forget we have a lot to deal with today. You... how can you even think of this..."

Lu Jingchen gazed at her with lowered eyes, his voice raspy, laced with tender affection, and said slowly, "Hmm... I haven’t forgotten that we have a lot to deal with today, but Qiaoqiao... you should know that morning is when a man’s desire is strongest. If you don’t help me now, what if something goes wrong? Think of your future happiness."

His tone was filled with dominance and assertiveness with every word he spoke, as if validating his own words.

Just as Song Qiao opened her mouth to say something, not a sound had escaped when the man leaned down to seal her lips. Her nightgown was lifted as she found herself kissed into a daze.

Song Qiao froze for a moment, and when she came to her senses, she raised her hands to push him away and pounded on his chest, but Lu Jingchen seemed oblivious...

In the disparity of their strengths, Song Qiao truly experienced what it felt like to be the fish on the chopping block, at the mercy of this man.

It wasn’t until everything was over and the morning light poured in that she lay on the bed, having slightly caught her breath. Turning her head slightly, she glared at the man beside her, "Lu Jingchen, did you take something?"

The man didn’t get angry upon hearing her question. Instead, he raised an eyebrow, pulling her into his arms with a gravelly voice still intertwined with lingering desire, "Did I take something? Why don’t we go another round? I wouldn’t mind spending the day in bed."

Song Qiao, "..."

But she minded.

Tired of squabbling, Song Qiao turned away from him, not wanting to say another word, and closed her eyes to calm her emotions.

...

Chu Munan received a call from Song Qiao last night, saying that she and Lu Jingchen would come to pick up the two kids today.

It wasn’t until nine o’clock that Song Qiao and Lu Jingchen arrived downstairs. The kids had actually woken up at seven and had been watching cartoons in the living room since finishing breakfast at eight. Ning Wan, because of her foot injury, hadn’t gone anywhere and instead stayed with the kids.

Chu Munan came out of the room with the kids’ backpacks in hand. He looked at Ning Wan and, after some thought, said, "Song Qiao and Lu Jingchen are here. Do you want to go downstairs together?"

Ning Wan looked down at her injured foot and shook her head, "I’ll pass. If anything comes up, let Qiaoqiao give me a call."

Chu Munan nodded and said no more.

Last night, Ning Wan already knew about what had happened on Weibo, especially the news that broke out late at night. She had seen it all and was thinking of calling Song Qiao to find out what was going on, but decided not to when she saw the late hour.

Lu Wangshu held Song Nianhuan’s hand as they walked up to Chu Munan, taking their backpacks from his hand and asked, "Are we not going to school today?"

Looking at the little one in front of him, Chu Munan hesitated but finally said, "Your parents are here to pick you up. There’s something to take care of later, so no school today."

Lu Wangshu replied with an "oh" and then fixed his gaze on him, asking, "Did something happen?"

Chu Munan, "..." Should he praise him for being too smart? 𝒻𝘳ℯℯ𝑤ℯ𝒷𝘯ℴ𝓋ℯ𝘭.𝑐ℴ𝑚

Seeing that Chu Munan didn’t respond, Lu Wangshu had already guessed a bit. His intelligence was inherited from Lu Jingchen, and his mental age was more mature than his peers, so naturally, he could understand some things.

Song Qiao and Lu Jingchen hadn’t waited long downstairs before they saw Chu Munan coming out the door with Song Nianhuan in his arms, followed by Lu Wangshu carrying the backpacks.

Lu Jingchen’s gaze fell on the little girl held by Chu Munan. He originally intended to get out of the car immediately, but he suddenly froze.

Song Qiao had already unbuckled her seatbelt and got out of the car. Looking back, seeing Lu Jingchen still seated motionless, she laughed and said, "Didn’t you keep saying you wanted to see your daughter since you found out about her last night? She’s right there. Aren’t you going to meet her?"

Lu Jingchen turned his stiff gaze toward Song Qiao, moving his lips to ask hesitantly, "Will she not like me?"

Song Qiao, "..."

If that’s what you’re worried about, rest assured. She’s been wanting to meet you for a long time."

After a pause, she said what the man most wanted to hear, "She likes you very much."

Chu Munan, holding Song Nianhuan, walked toward Song Qiao and Lu Jingchen, his gaze landing on Lu Jingchen with an expression of indifference.

The little girl in his arms, Song Nianhuan, looked at Lu Jingchen with her big, bright eyes. Initially chirping away like a little sparrow, at this moment, upon seeing her biological father, she turned into a shy and bashful little girl.