The Baby I Lost Is Actually with My Ex-Husband!-Chapter 81 - : Should We Wait for Him to Explain Himself?
Chapter 81 -81: Should We Wait for Him to Explain Himself?
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Song Shuyan felt nervous yet summoned up her courage.
Just as her lips were about to touch his.
Huo Tingdong suddenly turned his face away.
Caught off-guard, Song Shuyan’s lips landed on his collar.
She froze for a moment, looking at him in disbelief.
Huo Tingdong’s eyebrows slightly raised, he abruptly bent down, picked up a thin shirt that had fallen to the ground, and draped it over her shoulders.
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“Put it on.”
Song Shuyan’s body immediately stiffened like stone, motionless, deeply shocked.
Seeing her statue-like, head down, tears swirling in her eyes, Huo Tingdong suddenly felt somewhat agitated, “You don’t have to be like this.”
As he spoke, he buttoned up her shirt, one by one.
Song Shuyan bit her lip hard, puzzled, “Tingdong, what do you want me to do? Are you not interested in me at all? Not even a little? You’re a man, don’t you have any physical desires? You…” She couldn’t believe he wasn’t a normal man.
She had thrown herself into his arms, had done everything she could, believing in her own beauty which she rated nine out of ten, any other man would have lost control like a hungry wolf by now.
Yet, when it came to him, he acted like an immovable rock!
His lips seemed like a forbidden zone, unattainable no matter what.
Humiliation, shame, awkwardness, under extreme suppression, her eyes reddening, she asked, “Don’t you like someone like me? What kind of person do you like? Innocent? Someone who pretends to be seductive like Lin Qi?”
Huo Tingdong raised an eyebrow, “What did you say?”
“Have you been with her? Have you been intimate?” Song Shuyan asked urgently, “How far have you gone with her?”
Huo Tingdong said, “Why do you ask these kinds of questions?”
Song Shuyan said, “It shouldn’t be like this!” She was somewhat at a loss, “You’re a man! Doesn’t my presence stir anything in you? Or, do you have reservations about me? Tingdong, it’s fine! I’m mentally prepared, I can give you everything! You don’t need to have so many considerations.”
Huo Tingdong said, “I don’t want to.” His typically indifferent tone now carried a hint of impatience.
Song Shuyan was completely stunned, “What?”
Huo Tingdong’s lips curled slightly, “In your eyes, am I such a superficial man?” In theory, if a body alone could bind his heart, any woman would suffice.
He spoke again, “Put on your clothes properly, don’t make me repeat it a third time.”
Seeing him losing patience, Song Shuyan stopped dallying, merely lowering her head, gripping the clothes and wrapping her body tightly.
From above, Huo Tingdong’s indifferent voice came, “Let’s pretend today never happened, but, I don’t want there to be a next time.”
Song Shuyan suddenly collapsed onto the sofa, speechless.
She heard footsteps receding, then the door opened and closed.
He had left.
Tears swirling, Song Shuyan could no longer hold back, and cried silently.
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“Mr. Huo!”
The driver leaned against the car door, seeing Huo Tingdong coming downstairs, somewhat surprised.
That was quick?
He thought, given Huo Tingdong’s visit upstairs, there would have been a fierce encounter.
Could it be that Mr. Huo was not up to the task?
Huo Tingdong approached him, sizing him up, seeming to read his thoughts, and coldly said, “What are you thinking?”
The driver was terrified, “I…”
Huo Tingdong squinted his eyes, “Get rid of those sleazy thoughts.”
Intimidated by his warning glare, the driver immediately said, “Mr. Huo, I wouldn’t dare.”
Huo Tingdong, tired of further expounding, got into the car.
The driver closed the door, immediately entered the driver’s seat, buckled up, and started the car.
Half an hour later.
The car drove into Yuhua Mansion, stopping at the underground level one elevator hall.
Huo Tingdong had just gone upstairs, opened the door, the living room was pitch-dark.
Yet, his naturally sensitive nature quickly sensed a slight presence of someone.
He looked towards the sofa, Lin Qi leaning against the couch, hugging a pillow, had apparently fallen asleep.
Perhaps disturbed by his footsteps, Lin Qi suddenly woke up, opened her eyes, realizing she had fallen asleep, immediately got up. In the darkness, she struggled to find her bearings, trying to switch on the light, her hand accidentally touching a cold suit.
She was quite startled, exclaimed, then looked up, a tall dark shadow standing in front of her.
“Huo Tingdong!?” She stared wide-mouthed, “When did you get back?”
When did he stand before her without her noticing?
She had slight night blindness; in the darkness, she couldn’t see anything clearly.
Huo Tingdong said, “Tired, why didn’t you go to your room to sleep?”
“I was reading on the couch and fell asleep unknowingly.” Perhaps the maid had seen her sleeping, covered her with a thin blanket, turned off the light, “Han told me to wait for you, I feared you would_return_late, and put him to sleep first.”
Huo Tingdong casually pressed the light switch.
The light clicked on.
Lin Qi instinctively raised her hand to shield her eyes, finding it slightly glaring.
As she became more alert, her sense of smell also revived, soon picking up an unfamiliar perfume scent on him.
Lin Qi, now used to the light, looked up at Huo Tingdong, but saw lipstick marks on his collar.
Her eyebrows slightly furrowed, her expression complicated.
Huo Tingdong said, “What are you looking at?”
Lin Qi turned her face away, asked, “Did you drive Song Shuyan home?”
Huo Tingdong said, “Yes.”
Lin Qi’s heart felt as if it had been pricked by something, somewhat uncomfortable.
He had driven her home, so… the two of them must have had some intimate moments, hence his collar bore her lipstick and the scent of her perfume?
Lin Qi belatedly realized and found it funny.
Why should she feel uncomfortable?
To Huo Tingdong, how special was Song Shuyan, even if they had intimate relations, what right did she have to question?
Lin Qi said, “I’m going to sleep, you should rest early too…”
She was about to pass him, but he firmly grasped her hand.
Huo Tingdong pulled her back in front of him, his Adam’s apple moved, but he didn’t know what to say.
He could see, this woman, seemed to have misunderstood something.
But did he need to explain to her?
Huo Tingdong observed her apparently all-knowing look, wanted to speak but halted, countless words stuck in his throat, unspoken, unclear.
Lin Qi said, “What are you doing?”
Huo Tingdong said, “Nothing!” He suddenly felt, there was no need to explain too much to her.
The grip on her hand abruptly loosened.
Lin Qi’s hand was freed, she rubbed her wrist, about to return to her room.
Huo Tingdong couldn’t resist anymore, “Don’t you have anything to ask me?”
He saw in her eyes, evidently guessing, she believed something had happened between him and Song Shuyan!
But she didn’t ask a thing, was she waiting for him to explain voluntarily?
Lin Qi was confused by his question, “Ask what?”
