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Story: Noble Marriage

Rong Shaoze didn’t want the child even when Du Ruoxin gave birth to one, let alone from someone else.

But now, Lin Xinlan was pregnant, and he had not asked her to remove it immediately—instead, he said that if there was a child, they should keep it.

Tao Hua thought it was very necessary to remind him.

"Are you sure you’ve thought this through? Do you really plan on having this child?"

Rong Shaoze knew what he meant; he was worried that he would regret it later.

"Yeah, I’ve decided. It’s my child, and I naturally have the ability to protect him."

"Alright, as long as you have that resolve."

After Tao Hua left, Rong Shaoze sat by the bed, looking at Lin Xinlan with complex eyes.

This woman was too different from the rest.

She was the first one who, time and again, repeatedly broke his patience and his limits of tolerance.

Now, he had even allowed her to have the child...

Rong Shaoze suddenly felt a bit worried; what if he fell for her?

He couldn’t fall in love with anyone, nor should he fall in love with anyone.

Perhaps, he was just very interested in her, which was why he couldn’t let her go, why he treated her so specially. Maybe once he got tired of her, he would lose interest...

No, he had to cut off his special feelings for her right away.

He couldn’t let himself get in any deeper; otherwise, he was afraid there would come a day where he couldn’t extricate himself.

He wasn’t a god; there were many things he couldn’t control or predict...

—————

After Lin Xinlan woke up, she never saw Rong Shaoze again.

The butler volunteered an explanation, "Young Madam, the Young Master has been a bit busy lately, so he’s not often at home. But he told me to instruct you to rest well and to take good care of you."

"I didn’t ask about his whereabouts; you don’t need to explain to me," Lin Xinlan said indifferently.

The butler choked on his words and then said, "I was worried you would make wild guesses, which isn’t good for your health.

Now, the Young Master only has eyes for you.

Everyone in the villa can see it. Young Madam, you are blessed; not only did you marry Young Master, but you also gained his affection. .."

"Butler Gu, you’ve been quite talkative today. I don’t want to hear any of this."

"..."

Where Rong Shaoze had gone, how he felt about her, she couldn’t care less.

She held not a shred of affection for Rong Shaoze, only hatred.

If asked whom she would never fall in love with in this lifetime, her answer would always be the same—Rong Shaoze.

————

Three days later, Rong Shaoze returned.

But he came back reeking of alcohol.

Seeing him stagger in, the butler hurried to support him, "Young Master, you’re drunk."

He brushed off her hand, looking around perplexedly and asked, "Where’s Lin Xinlan?"

"Young Madam is upstairs. Should I call her down for you?"

"Hmm, call her down." He made his way unsteadily to the sofa and sat down, his fingers wearily pinching the bridge of his nose, his eyes still bloodshot.

Lin Xinlan was about to go to sleep when Butler Gu knocked on the door, "Young Madam, the Young Master has returned. He’s asking for you downstairs; he wants to see you."

She frowned slightly, "Tell him I’ve gone to sleep, I won’t be coming down."

"This... I’m afraid that might be inappropriate."

"What’s so inappropriate about it? Can’t I even sleep now?"

Butler Gu hesitated for a moment before compromising, "Alright, I’ll go down and tell the Young Master."

Ah, in these times, everyone is someone you can’t afford to offend.

If she offended Young Madam, Young Master might blame her. And offending Young Master, that would be completely unthinkable.

Butler Gu went downstairs and approached Rong Shaoze.

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