My CEO Husband Has Some Issues-Chapter 5 - : She Wasn’t Pregnant
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5 Chapter 5: She Wasn’t Pregnant
Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation
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Outside the hotel.
Rong Yan had walked onto the road when Shi Mufeng quickly caught up to her, blocking her way.
“Rong Yan, wait a moment.”
His hand automatically grabbed her arm.
Rong Yan really disliked this kind of physical contact with the opposite sex. She suppressed the smile on her face, lifted her head, her beautiful eyes swept across his face, the pitch-black pupils devoid of any emotion, treating him as if he were a stranger, “Mr. Shi, don’t you have a girlfriend to accompany? What else do you want from me?”
“How did you become like this!” Shi Mufeng looked at her defiant demeanor, his face showing disappointment.
Disappointment from a scumbag? Please, whatever she becomes has nothing to do with him!
“Sorry, even a fool makes progress. You can’t expect me to stay stupid forever, right?”
“If you were okay, why didn’t you contact your family, why didn’t you call me? Do you know how worried Weiwei and your aunt and uncle were? You’re being too willful!” Shi Mufeng ignored her sarcasm and sternly questioned her with a tense face.
This familiar tone, she’d heard it too many times. In the past, she foolishly took his words as a decree, afraid of disappointing him. Now, all she wanted to do was sneer.
“Your so-called ‘worry,’ is that what you talk about when you’re screwing around in the wild?” Five years ago, it wasn’t in bed where Rong Weiwei and Shi Mufeng ‘played,’ but in the ladies’ room, performing for her to see.
Moral embarrassment crossed Shi Mufeng’s face, “Rong Yan, since when did you become so vulgar!”
“Not bad at all. Even when I want to bang, at least I know to find a bed. Speaking of vulgarity, I’m nowhere close to the beloved superstar and the rich heir who ‘couldn’t control themselves’ in the ladies’ restroom.” Rong Yan had no patience to waste time with him and impatiently walked around him, “Good dogs don’t block the way.”
“Rong Yan.” Shi Mufeng just stretched out his hand to grab her.
Suddenly, an external force from the rear side slammed into her. Caught off guard, Rong Yan instinctively reached out, trying to grab onto something.
Just at that moment, the hand of Shi Mufeng was suddenly pulled away by Rong Weiwei, who had run over out of nowhere. Rong Weiwei called out in a pitiful voice while pushing Rong Yan harder from an angle where others couldn’t see. Losing balance, Rong Yan uncontrollably charged into the road. The blinding lights from vehicle headlights shone into her eyes, causing her brain to go blank as her body was launched into the air… f(r)eenovelkiss
Fuck, Rong Weiwei and Shi Mufeng, this pair of scumbag and bitch!
Too bad, no matter how frustrated she was, the engulfing darkness still swept over her…
*
In the Bentley, the driver realized he had hit someone.
He immediately turned in panic to the man in the back seat, reporting, “Mr. Li, I think I just hit someone. She suddenly dashed out onto the road, and I didn’t notice until I’d hit her.”
The man sitting in the back with broad shoulders and long legs, exuding a noble aura, was resting his chin on his hand without moving his gaze from the document, not looking up, “Call someone to handle it.”
The height of indifference!
The driver, although terrified, could only brace himself to report, “It seems like the person on the ground has fainted.”
The interrupted man finally lifted his head, his thick eyebrows slightly frowning, his proud features dignified as a deity, his thin lips merciless.
Li Shengxiao casually loosened his collar tie, rolled down the window for some fresh air, and appeared somewhat impatient. Finally, his lips moved, “Stop the car.”
Like receiving a pardon, the driver slammed on the brakes and hurriedly parked the car at the side.
*
Thirty minutes later.
Capital Kangdu Hospital.
A nonchalant doctor conducted a simple check-up on Rong Yan, then his peach blossom eyes landed on the impatient man, pushing the glasses meant for decoration on the bridge of his nose, saying, “She’s not pregnant.”
