Free Web NovelChapter 967: Chapter 357: [Heartbroken Fairy Tale] This Endless Tsunami (Part 6)_3
Slowly opened his mouth, "Of course, it’s something you can’t know."
Jiang Muzhou raised his eyebrows and chuckled, shrugged nonchalantly, and didn’t insist on knowing more.
Retracting his gaze, he looked at the bright and bustling night outside the window, relaxedly crossing his legs and leisurely savoring the pricey wine.
Waving his hand to dismiss the others, "Since you all have something to do, go ahead. Such good wine, if not savored, even someone as impressive as me would find it regrettable."
He hadn’t returned for too long, and actually felt that the night in this famed city of never-ending nightlife was somewhat lonely.
The name ’Qiao An’, how long has it been since it last echoed in his ears?
He could barely remember, three years? Four years? Or five or six? freewēbnoveℓ.com
Too long, so long that he almost forgot this person.
Suddenly mentioned by Lin Chu, his heart unexpectedly ached sharply for a moment, coming quickly, but passing just as swiftly.
There was once a time when her posters were everywhere on electronic screens, and then one day, she slowly vanished from public view, with no news following. ƒrēewebnoѵёl.cσm
Others didn’t know where Qiao An went, but Jiang Muzhou did.
The day Qiao An left An City, holding Jiang Yichen’s arm, was the day Jiang Muzhou sped on the highway like never before.
He didn’t reach the airport to stop Qiao An because he got into a car accident halfway; he was fine, but his limited edition sports car was wrecked.
The result: Qiao An was gone, never to be heard from again.
The wine bottle on the table was empty, and Jiang Muzhou, reputed to not get drunk after a thousand cups, felt a bit tipsy.
In his mind appeared a face, one big, one small, both smiling almost identically.
Jiang Jiang, not only is the name cute, but the person is very adorable, with chubby cheeks and two dimples hanging on her face, delicate and pretty.
When she called him "uncle" with a little baby voice, his heart softened repeatedly.
Jiang Muzhou tilted his head and drank half a glass of wine; he said he wanted to savor the fine wine, but in fact, he was wasting it.
The corners of his lips curled with a mocking arc, murmuring to himself.
"Since you’ve found your true love, why be so greedy?"
"Your daughter is so cute, how can you heartlessly abandon her? Do you have no conscience?"
"I’m unreliable and carefree, but does Jiang Yichen not satisfy your vanity? He has money, power, maturity, and stability, isn’t that your type?"
"And you don’t feel disgusted being tangled with some balding, pot-bellied old men?"
"Qiao An, you’d better never appear before me in this lifetime."
"Or else...or else I’ll ravage and then kill you, even if you die, you can’t escape me, as I’ll be waiting in every layer of hell."
"So, Qiao An, don’t let me see you, never ever."
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Most of the time Lin Chu felt bored because she had nothing to do.
Qi Ming knew she was pregnant, so he proactively told her not to pick him up from school; the uncle driver was fine.
Before sleeping at night, Qi Ming would tell stories to his ’brother’ or ’sister’, and he started anticipating the angel’s arrival, just like Lu Huai’an.
Lu Huai’an knew Lin Chu wasn’t someone comfortable staying quiet, yet during this period she was uncharacteristically calm, not making any fuss, even stopping her rejection of his closeness.
Everything seemed peaceful, but it made him uneasy.
After the dangerous period passed, Lu Huai’an no longer kept Lin Chu at home; he reserved the secretary position for her, even if she didn’t do anything, just to pass the time.
Maybe because Lin Chu had suffered so much when pregnant with Qi Ming, this pregnancy was greatly favored by God, with very little morning sickness and loss of appetite, except for drowsiness.
Lu Huai’an was almost inseparable.
Except for necessary social engagements, he returned home on time every day, even during the busiest end of the year, he managed a whole day’s time to accompany Lin Chu to prenatal check-ups at the hospital.
Nowadays, doctors wouldn’t tell parents the child’s gender, but if Lu Huai’an wanted to know something, there weren’t many who dared say ’no’.
Perhaps God knows Huai’an’s thoughts, Lin Chu really was carrying a daughter.
Not one, but two.
Twins.
This night, Lin Chu could clearly feel his good mood, one could even describe it as ’delight’.
He seemed to envision the adorableness when his daughters were born, when they could talk and walk.
Spoiling them, loving them, giving them the best of everything.
The doctor told Lu Huai’an, but Lin Chu wasn’t present, unaware.
Because he always mentioned daughters, and since knowing Lin Chu was pregnant, he had already assumed she was carrying girls, so Lin Chu didn’t feel strange about his words.
"Since you anticipate their birth so much, you pick the names."
Lu Huai’an held the drowsy little woman from behind, her unique scent tempting the alcohol in his system to slowly ferment.
The man’s breathing heated up silently, making Lin Chu flustered and hot.
Just as she wanted to push away his hand gently exploring her abdomen, his low laugh sounded from behind, "Hmm, I already thought about them, just asking you."
Lin Chu, "..."
Should she roll her eyes for good measure?
Lu Huai’an tightened his embrace on the woman, his warm hand gently tracing her rounded belly, his deep, affectionate voice slowly emerging, "Zhuxi, Zhunan."
Lin Chu hesitated, seeming uncertain of his meaning, "Am... am I supposed to choose one?"
Lu Huai’an laughed softly, his breath tickling Lin Chu’s skin, itchy.
"Two treasures, of course, two names."
Two, two?
Lin Chu’s mind was somewhat foggy, even if she was heavily sleepy, it cleared up significantly at this moment.
No wonder her belly was larger than other pregnant women of the same month; she was very slim, making the comparison noticeable.
She instinctively reached to touch her belly, his palm naturally encompassed her hand, gently and slowly caressing.
"Hmm, they sound nice."
Lu Huai’an was a bit tipsy, and the woman in his arms was unusually obedient, so he hadn’t noticed her sudden sense of loss.
He couldn’t do much but felt just holding her wasn’t enough; tenderly kissing from her neck to behind her ear, then to the corners of her lips.
"When the daughters are born, we’ll move to another place."
Lin Chu was puzzled, "Why?"
This apartment wasn’t new but wasn’t old either; Lu Huai’an had lived here since university, with little change over the years.
"I bought a piece of land in the South Suburb, the surroundings are nice, it’s peaceful yet not too remote. You liked European country-style manors, right? I found a designer from abroad who specializes in that style; it’s already under construction, and once the weather warms up, I’ll take you to see it."
So the new home he talked about is a gift to her, not because of the children.
Lin Chu’s heart ached a little.
The formerly barren heart ached one pulse at a time.
"If I secretly abort the child, would you strangle me?"
Lu Huai’an’s slightly closed dark eyes suddenly opened, swept with an overwhelming desire like a devouring ocean wave.
"You won’t have that chance!"
