Drunk on Marriage, Billionaire's Overindulgent Love-Chapter 807 - 315: Heartbroken Fairy Tale – The World Is Vast, but I Can’t Walk Out on You (Part 1)_2

Chapter 807: Chapter 315: Heartbroken Fairy Tale – The World Is Vast, but I Can’t Walk Out on You (Part 1)_2

Lin Chu didn’t forget that he had just returned to An City this morning after a journey of over ten hours. He certainly didn’t get any rest.

"Did you manage to sleep on the plane? Are you exhausted? Why not take a nap? I promise I won’t talk."

Lu Huai’an glanced down at the hands wrapped around his waist and said calmly, "Let go."

Lin Chu didn’t want him to leave, so she held on tighter, "I’m really not messing around anymore, don’t be mad."

The quiet bedroom with snowflakes drifting outside, the warmth of the man seeping through the thin clothes reached Lin Chu, who had been empty for two months. It felt as if she was slowly being filled up again.

The fluffy head rested on his shoulder, unable to fall asleep yet too afraid to move. Her hair tips occasionally brushed against his skin, making it impossible for him to sleep.

Lu Huai’an didn’t find it annoying; in fact, his dark eyes seemed to carry a hint of amusement.

"After the New Year, we’ll move out and live in that apartment by the river."

The deep voice in her ear made Lin Chu open her eyes.

Although the small building was also an independent residence, staying here meant having to pass through the main building. It’s not that she disliked living with Lu Huai’an’s parents, it’s just... with her personality, interacting with elders, especially Lu Zhengmao, she would eventually cause some issues, so she was always cautious.

Every time she had to eat at the same table, she would be a little nervous.

And there was Shen Weiyi, who would occasionally say some strange things in front of her. Confrontation wasn’t an option, so it felt quite stifling at times.

It wasn’t truly enjoyable.

In comparison, she naturally preferred moving out for their own little world.

But marriage isn’t just about two people; it’s about two families.

"Knock, knock..."

The sound of knocking on the door.

An apologetic question, "Are you guys sleeping?"

Lu Huai’an took the porcelain bowl handed by his mother and replied, "Not yet, just finished bathing."

With the bedroom door closed, if they spoke quietly, the inside couldn’t be heard.

Song Jingyuan gave some advice to her son, "Xiao Chu isn’t in a good mood; you better not act foolishly. Be a bit gentler with girls. If the banquet ends too late tonight, take Xiao Chu to the apartment by the river. Tomorrow, Weiyi will be resting at home, and neither will be happy to see each other."

Though she wasn’t biased towards anyone, her son was her own flesh and blood.

The warmth in Lu Huai’an’s dark eyes had completely faded, returning to his usual calm and cold demeanor, and he nodded, "Got it."

...

Lin Chu’s laughter stifled under the covers, almost to the point of choking.

The room had excellent soundproofing, but it didn’t mean that if she laughed loudly in the room, people standing outside the door wouldn’t hear a thing.

Thus, her face was pressed into the pillow, and the more she laughed, the more tired she became.

Just when things got interesting and before anything had even begun, being interrupted by her own mother—how did that feel?

She could interview Lu Huai’an about it.

"Have you laughed enough?"

A cold voice sounded.

Lin Chu turned over, pulled back the covers hiding her face, trying hard to stifle her laughter, but as soon as she saw the man’s cold, handsome face, she failed.

Apologizing while clutching her stomach that hurt from laughter, "Sorry, I really couldn’t hold it in."

The girl’s small face turned crimson from being smothered, her brows and eyes full of joyful smiles, her eyes humid, with lashes damp from laughter-induced tears, appearing, in Lu Huai’an’s eyes, as a reckless provocation.

"I think you’re just in need of some fixing."

He pulled apart his robe’s belt and dragged the laughing girl beneath him, warning in a cold tone, "Hold it in for me. If you laugh again, forget about attending the banquet today."

Even the funniest things can’t make someone laugh uninterruptedly forever.

Lin Chu laughed herself tired and naturally stopped.

Before Song Jingyuan knocked on the door, she had already been stripped to her undergarments, turning in an instant into a bare little shrimp.

"The bird’s nest mom sent is going to get cold if left there. I really wasn’t full earlier. Ahhh! Lu Huai’an, don’t bite me! If you keep this up, I’m going to tell!"

"I’m feeding you here as well," Lu Huai’an only felt an unrelenting fury in his chest, thinking he’d only feel better if he made her cry, "Try kicking me again?"

Lin Chu hurriedly placed her feet properly, begging pitifully, "I was wrong, I was wrong, don’t be like this, okay..."

Heavens!

The cold and aloof husband, the hand that signs contracts, where is it touching, argh!

"If you’ve got the guts to laugh, don’t chicken out."

"I... I won’t laugh anymore, is that not good enough? If you really feel like you lost face, go ahead and scold me. I promise I’ll keep my head down without talking back."

"Too late for that."

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By the evening, the entire city was draped in a layer of white snow.

The snow hadn’t stopped; it had just lessened in intensity.

Attending an upper-class society banquet, one certainly couldn’t wear a down jacket.

Lin Chu’s skin was the type that one light pinch would leave a red mark. Knowing the occasion for the evening, Lu Huai’an didn’t completely give in to his physical instincts. After one round, he let her off, but the marks left on her weren’t any less.

When changing into her dress, Lin Chu spent over ten minutes applying concealer to her body.

Finally losing patience, she discarded the concealer and opted for a shawl to cover up.

The car stopped in front of the hotel, Lu Huai’an pinched the girl’s cheek, "Alright, you don’t look bad like this. If you keep sulking, people will think you have a problem with Ji Huan’s fiancé."

The driver, Lun Jun, stood outside the car door. There was no one else in the car, so Lin Chu unceremoniously swatted the man’s hand away.

She glared at him, "What doesn’t look good on me, Lin Chu?"

Lu Huai’an didn’t say a word, just let out a mocking laugh. In Lin Chu’s ears, it was blatant ridicule. If time wasn’t running out, she would definitely have made him open his eyes wide to appreciate a beauty.

...

Gu Shaozhi also arrived. The three of them met at the entrance, gave simple greetings, and then went their separate ways.

Lin Chu knew that Gu Shaozhi didn’t quite like her. She wasn’t too fond of him either. Rich, powerful, handsome, with long legs, but not much brain.

With such status and conditions, what kind of women would he not have had? To end up as a backup plan to that extent was unimaginable.

For once, Lu Huai’an showed some thoughtfulness, helping Lin Chu with her hair, drawing envious glances from all around. Just as Lin Chu was about to tease him, his sudden change of expression left her speechless.

Soon after, a deep and mellow voice sounded from behind.

"Xiao Chu?"