Forbidden Game: Ruthless CEO, Please Set Me Free-Chapter 809 - 817: Return (Part 7)

Qiao Mo changed into a pink home dress, looking fresh and clean, with her hair pulled up: "Chenchen wants shrimp dumplings, let’s make some for him."

"What else do you want to eat?" Lu Yiming asked.

Qiao Mo took a shower and came out, walking around the kitchen.

She hadn’t eaten much at the banquet earlier, and the food on the plane was terrible, so she was starving.

"Hungry?" he looked up at her.

"Yeah, hungry..." Qiao Mo pursed her lips, wanting to find something to eat.

Lu Yiming sliced two cucumber sticks and handed them to her: "That’s all we’ve got, make do with it."

Qiao Mo didn’t hesitate, cucumbers weren’t too bad, at least not greasy, and she could eat some.

"Are you hungry?"

"Not really."

Qiao Mo picked up two cucumber sticks and offered them to Lu Yiming, and he didn’t hesitate, eating them all.

Qiao Mo washed her hands: "I’m going inside."

Fu Nancheng sat in the car, watching this scene, feeling as if a piece of his heart was being gouged out.

He thought that over the years he no longer had a heart, thought he was already numb.

But until this moment, he realized, he wasn’t numb, it was because she was no longer there.

If only those things hadn’t happened back then.

They would be like this today.

He would cook, she would be beside him, snacking and causing trouble, with a child, everything would be so beautiful.

...

He sat in the car for a long time.

He had to admit, he parked in a good spot, often able to see Qiao Mo’s movements through the window.

As it neared ten at night, he checked his watch.

But Lu Yiming still showed no signs of leaving. Instead, he changed into a set of home clothes, blue-gray, matching Qiao Mo’s.

Fu Nancheng’s gaze never left Qiao Mo’s bedroom, lighting a cigarette, his hand resting on the car window, his heart chaotic.

Close to ten, Qiao Mo was cuddling Chenchen, telling him a story.

Lu Yiming knocked on the door and came in, carrying two glasses of milk.

He noticed the curtains weren’t drawn, got up, and drew them closed.

He saw a black Bentley parked around the corner, his brow furrowing slightly, and said, "Fu Nancheng seems to be here."

Qiao Mo was slightly startled, didn’t get up, and looked sideways out the window.

A few seconds later, she said softly, "Ignore him."

Chubby little Chenchen looked up innocently and asked, "Who is Fu Nancheng?"

Qiao Mo gently rubbed his head, "He’s a bad guy who eats little children. If Chenchen doesn’t go to sleep, he’ll come and take you away."

Chenchen’s big watery eyes were full of fear, shivering as he climbed onto Qiao Mo, "Mommy, protect me... I don’t want to leave mommy..."

Qiao Mo gave a soft smile, kissed his forehead, "Then let’s finish this story and go to sleep, okay?"

"Okay."

Fu Nancheng stayed in the car very late, watching as Lu Yiming pulled down Qiao Mo’s bedroom curtains. He chain-smoked one cigarette after another.

Who is that man?

A new boyfriend?

He remembered that today, her information clearly said single.

That night felt particularly long.

He sat there all night.

Outside the car, there was a pile of cigarette butts.

Until the next morning at nine, he followed the two of them, seeing Lu Yiming drop Qiao Mo off at her company before he stopped.

That afternoon, he had a file on Lu Yiming.

It said that he and Qiao Mo had been living together for two years.

His eyes darkened as he stared at the file on the desk, a few seconds later, he lowered his eyes and tossed it into the shredder, his face grim.

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