My Dragon Baby and Billionaire Husband-Chapter 44 Si Mingjing: Eventually Can’t Escape 2

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Chapter 44: Chapter 44 Si Mingjing: Eventually Can’t Escape 2

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By some coincidence, just at that moment, the butler came to report, "Old Madam, the Eldest Young Master has some matters to attend to this morning and needs to go out. He said he won’t be joining you for lunch, so please don’t wait for him."

Old Madam Ye responded, "I know."

Si Mingjing suddenly felt as if the clouds had parted to reveal the sun and moon. Mo Yinhe is going out? That’s fantastic!

Sure enough, before they even reached Mo Yinhe’s villa, five low-key yet luxurious Bentleys drove slowly past them. Mo Yinhe was sitting inside, and he didn’t spare her a single glance.

However, Ye Shen, sitting in the car with his brother, was not in nearly as bright a mood as Si Mingjing; he was currently wiping away tears.

"Big Brother, if you want to accuse someone, you can always find a pretext. Why don’t you just put me out of my misery?"

His brother actually claimed that because Ye Shen had activated the Force Field Protective Shield last night, his sister-in-law had run away.

Wasn’t this utter nonsense? Ye Shen thought. If Sister-in-law had returned, how could she possibly run away again? With Sister-in-law’s temperament, wouldn’t she be desperate to stick to Big Brother like glue, practically wanting to become conjoined twins so they could dominate everywhere together?

"Big Brother, why don’t I get you a psychiatrist? I really think that if one is sick, one needs treatment. We mustn’t avoid seeking medical help out of fear."

"Shut up!" Mo Yinhe snapped, finding Ye Shen’s prattling unbearable.

The aura around Mo Yinhe was intensely intimidating.

Ye Shen flinched, shrinking his neck, and decisively zipped his lips.

Despite being in a luxurious Bentley, he felt the space inside was cramped, the air pressure so low he could hardly breathe.

Ye Shen stealthily cracked open a car window, hoping to get some fresh air from outside.

A gust of north wind blew into the car. Mo Yinhe, seething with suppressed anger, suddenly lifted his sharply defined chin. He looked as if he had made a significant discovery.

Ye Shen, startled like a bird at the twang of a bowstring, asked, "Big Brother, what is it now?"

The oppressive gloom clinging to Mo Yinhe was suddenly dispersed by the cold wind, and his expression lightened, as if spring had returned to the earth.

He inhaled deeply and murmured, "Your sister-in-law’s scent."

Ye Shen was speechless. ... !!! Not again! Is Big Brother ever going to get better?

"Stop the car!" Mo Yinhe commanded.

The five luxurious Bentleys screeched to an abrupt halt.

Mo Yinhe pushed open the car door and his long, well-built legs stepped out. He exuded an air of noble, otherworldly grace. Standing tall in the biting cold wind, he focused intently, sniffing the air.

There was indeed a refreshing fragrance in the air, faint yet distinctive—it was his baby’s scent.

The scent of her heat.

Ye Shen couldn’t help but think, Big Brother has really lost his mind this time, hasn’t he?

Si Mingjing accompanied Old Madam Ye to Ye Siyuan’s dressing room. She casually picked out a gown and wanted to leave in a hurry, unwilling to linger in Mo Yinhe’s villa.

I always feel that delays invite trouble, she thought.

Old Madam Ye, her eyes kind, said, "What’s the hurry? Quickly, try it on and let me take a look."

"Old Madam, I’d like to go back to the small building to try it on."

"You child, why are you suddenly so shy?"

Old Madam Ye didn’t insist.

But just as Si Mingjing descended the stairs, she saw a tall, handsome, and refined man stepping in through the courtyard gate, treading on the snow with an air of effortless grace.

It was Mo Yinhe. He carried an aura that made him stand out like a crane among chickens, making it impossible for anyone to ignore his presence.

Si Mingjing’s heart suddenly lurched. Why is he back already? Am I fated to face a tribulation today?

Without a word, Si Mingjing spun around and hurried towards the restroom on the left. She darted inside and immediately locked the door.

Then, she pulled a small perfume bottle from her pocket and frantically sprayed it on the door and herself, desperate for the strong fragrance to mask the pheromones her body was emitting.

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