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Story: Noble Marriage

After having her contraceptive device removed at the hospital, Lin Xinlan felt a bit unwell.

The doctor said they couldn’t have intercourse for two weeks, and Qiao Yiyang listened, furrowed his brow slightly, but also nodded in understanding.

Lin Xinlan breathed a sigh of relief in her heart; at least she had two weeks to stall.

Qiao Yiyang treated her very well, visiting her three times every day, and each time bringing her favorite food.

The servants in the castle treated her with the utmost respect, as if she were the lady of the house.

And there were many valuable antiques in the castle, even the painting hanging on the wall was worth a lot of money.

Qiao Yiyang said, if she liked, everything here belonged to her.

But she didn’t care for these things; she wanted to escape this prison, to return to Rong Shaoze’s side, to be with her child.

Having been confined here for almost half a month, Lin Xinlan’s longing for Rong Shaoze and her child intensified.

Every moment, she thought of them.

With her eyes closed, she could envision their faces.

Breathing in the air, she could almost sense their presence.

She felt like they were right beside her, like shadows.

Rong Shaoze, Xiaocong, are you alright?

Will I ever have the chance to see you again?

Lin Xinlan really regretted it; she shouldn’t have had a cold war with Rong Shaoze. Their time together was so precious, how could she waste it on a silent treatment?

Rong Shaoze, if I could return to your side, I swear, I will truly cherish every minute, every second of our time together...

Lost in her thoughts, arms suddenly wrapped around her from behind.

Lin Xinlan stiffened, her gaze turning cold instantly.

Qiao Yiyang held her soft body and asked gently, "Why aren’t you eating? You’ve been skipping meals recently, and you’ve lost weight."

As he reached out to touch her face, she turned her head away in disgust.

Qiao Yiyang followed her movement, caressing her head, "It must be that the food isn’t to your taste. I’ll fire the chef and find some with better skills."

Lin Xinlan didn’t want to cause someone to lose their job because of her.

She said calmly, "The food is delicious, I just don’t have an appetite."

"Then it’s not stimulating your appetite. I’ll have them dismissed immediately, and bring in a new batch."

Lin Xinlan felt very irritated, she pushed him away impatiently, "I told you, it’s my own problem, it has nothing to do with them!"

"Xinlan." Qiao Yiyang looked at her, his gaze somewhat profound, "Are you pleading for them?"

"..."

"Do you care about them?"

"...It’s not that I care."

"Then what is it?"

Lin Xinlan said indifferently, "It’s up to you, do whatever you want."

Qiao Yiyang then smiled in satisfaction.

He pulled her body towards him, attempting to kiss her lips, but Lin Xinlan turned her head away, the repulsion palpable.

Qiao Yiyang forcefully kissed her, and it took a while before he stopped.

But Lin Xinlan felt nothing.

When he kissed her, all she felt was revulsion, not a trace of any other feeling.

"Come, I bought you a gift, you’re sure to like it," he said, leading her downstairs.

Lin Xinlan was too weary to resist, as long as he didn’t touch her, she could reluctantly cooperate with anything else.

Sitting in the living room downstairs, Qiao Yiyang opened the exquisite packaging on the table, revealing a blue velvet box inside.

He handed it to her, smiling, "Take a look."

Lin Xinlan refused to take it, "Thank you for your kindness, I don’t like jewelry."

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