Qi Yue t his indifferent gaze, feeling her heart pound fiercely.
"What’s wrong with your stomach?" he asked patiently, a hint of complexity in his pupils.
"I... I’m pregnant," Qi Yue said, bracing herself.
Tang Yan heard this and suddenly let out a cold laugh.
"Really? Didn’t you say you’ve never even dated? How could you be pregnant? Are you kidding?"
Qi Yue: "..."
"It’s not like that... This matter, it’s a long story... But I really didn’t an to deceive you, I really..."
"Enough." Tang Yan looked at her embarrassed and helpless expression, suddenly feeling a pang in his heart.
He didn’t know what was wrong with him, but he turned his face away irritably.
"Since it’s a long story, don’t bother. I don’t have ti to listen to your story either."
Qi Yue: "..."
Tang Yan took out a cigarette from his clothes, opened the car door, and got out.
He lit the cigarette and leaned against the car door, back turned to her, puffing away.
Qi Yue’s eyes welled up, and unknowingly, tears began to fall.
She felt very vexed; perhaps she should have told him earlier. If she had told him earlier, maybe there wouldn’t be so many misunderstandings, and he wouldn’t have heard about her pregnancy from soone else.
That must be very disappointing, right?
Qi Yue wished she could find a piece of tofu to hit her head against.
She was wearing an overcoat, opened the car door, and got out.
She walked to Tang Yan’s side, looked at his uncertain, handso face, and said, "I’m sorry...and thank you for helping today... If you think I’m not suitable to attend the banquet, I won’t go..."
"It’s okay." Tang Yan stubbed out the cigarette, glanced at Qi Yue.
He smiled and said, "After all, it’s just one night, and it’s all an act. Aren’t you an actress? I believe you are most suitable for this role."
After he finished speaking, he reached out, adjusted the collar of her coat.
Seeing the tear stains at the corner of her eyes, a trace of complexity flashed in his pupils, he wrapped an arm around her shoulder, opened the car door: "Get in the car quickly, it’s windy outside."
His voice was gentle and natural, just like usual.
Qi Yue got into the car, feeling a sour pang in her heart.
Though her mind wasn’t sharp, she could hear the sarcasm in his words just now.
He was mocking her, pretending and deceiving him all along.
But in her heart, she never wanted to deceive him.
Why does she always make things a ss...
******
At the entrance of a five-star hotel.
Xia Xiaonuan, wearing a black evening gown, lightly made up, holding Nangong Yaoling’s arm, walked towards the hotel entrance.
Seeing Nangong Yaoling, Tang Yuan, who was at the door greeting guests, lit up.
He quickly led a group of people forward, with a big smile on his face: "Young Master, Young Madam, you’ve arrived!"
Nangong Yaoling nodded.
"Today is Mr. Tang’s birthday, I definitely had to co," he said, glancing back.
The bodyguards imdiately understood and stepped forward to present the gift.
Tang Yuan said excitedly, "Young Master, your presence alone is enough of an honor for the Tang Family. Bringing a gift as well, you’re too kind."
"Please accept it, it’s only right," Nangong Yaoling said with a gentle smile.
He looked down at Xia Xiaonuan.
Xia Xiaonuan also looked at him, her lips involuntarily curving up. Nangong Yaoling in his neatly tailored suit and his stunningly handso face made anyone’s heart skip a beat.
*****
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