Chapter 39: How Could You Dislike Baby

Cen Wan felt a lump in her throat. In the previous life, she had believed a murderer, but she was unwilling to believe the man in front of her.

She stood up and wrapped her arms around his waist: “Hubby, I’m sorry…”

“Really sorry.”

She looked up and rubbed her nose against his chin. Lu Beixun cupped her face with both hands: “Why are you suddenly apologizing?”

Cen Wan lowered her eyes, her eyelashes fluttering: “I’ve done so many things to hurt you. I’m really bad. I’m sorry.”

Lu Beixun lightly pecked her lips: “I forgive you.”

Cen Wan hugged him tightly and didn’t speak anymore. She knew that Lu Beixun knew what had happened in the previous life and would never forgive her.

She wanted Cen Xiu to be brought to justice sooner, so she wouldn’t have to worry anymore.

But she didn’t know how to tell her parents and sister. This matter was too cruel for them, and her parents had high hopes for Cen Xiu.

Cen Wan didn’t know what to do. She turned to Lu Beixun for help.

Lu Beixun looked at the calendar on the desk: “This Saturday is Dad’s birthday. Spend some quality time with Dad for his birthday. We’ll talk about the rest later.”

Cen Wan was a little worried and expressed her thoughts: “I’m afraid that something might happen if we wait too long.”

“Didn’t you say you trust me?” Lu Beixun reached out and tucked the hair behind her ear, his voice reassuring.

Cen Wan nodded: “I trust you. I’ll listen to you.”

Cen Xiu couldn’t stir up any trouble now. His influence in Kyoto had been uprooted by Lu Beixun. The servants and bodyguards in the Cen family were all his people, even the assistant currently by Cen Xiu’s side was arranged by him.

Cen Xiu’s every move was under his surveillance.

Cen Wan wasn’t fighting alone. Lu Beixun was also working to prevent the tragedy from happening a year later.

Cen Wan’s eyes were filled with hatred: “He’ll go to hell, right?”

Lu Beixun didn’t expect her to ask that. He sat in his office chair, grabbed her wrist, and pulled her to sit on his lap: “Wan Wan, look at me.”

Cen Wan turned her head and looked into his eyes.

Lu Beixun’s thin lips parted: “I’ll handle everything. Don’t let hatred affect you. I want you to be carefree and vibrant.”

“With stars in your eyes and a bright smile. That’s the Wan Wan I want.”

Cen Wan looked into his eyes and asked, “Then what kind of me do you like?”

“I like Wan Wan no matter what.” Lu Beixun’s expression was serious: “I just want you to be happy.”

Cen Wan rested her forehead against his shoulder and closed her eyes: “I’m happy as long as you’re here.”

“Thank you, hubby.”

Cen Wan stayed quietly in his arms for a long time. As long as he was there, she felt at ease.

Cen Wan suddenly spoke: “Hubby, stop being so careful with me, okay?”

“I think our relationship is equal. If I do something wrong, you can be angry with me. If I go out with friends and come home late, you can scold me. If I’m drunk and unconscious, you can scold me. If I upset you, you can tell me directly.”

“I’ll coax you and admit my mistakes, so stop accommodating me, okay?”

Lu Beixun gently rubbed the back of her hand: “Hmm.”

Besides accommodation, there was more reluctance and humility. He didn’t know how much he meant to her.

Lu Beixun was a man with a temper, but he couldn’t bring himself to get angry with her, afraid of scaring her.

“I’m sleepy.” Cen Wan rubbed her eyes, her voice soft.

Lu Beixun picked her up and walked towards the bedroom. The little woman in his arms was restless and her hands were moving around. His voice deepened: “Wan Wan, don’t move around.”

“I won’t.” Cen Wan winked playfully. As she spoke, her nightgown strap slipped, adding a touch of sexiness to her.

Lu Beixun looked at her for two seconds, reached out and fixed her strap. He was burning with desire. He put her on the bed and went straight to the bathroom, without looking at the little woman on the bed again.

Cen Wan watched his disappearing figure and mumbled softly: “You say it, and I’ll give it to you. How would I know you want it if you don’t say it?”

She pouted and played with her phone for a while.

Lu Beixun stayed in the bathroom for half an hour. Cen Wan heard the water stop. She turned off her phone and waited for him to come out.

Three minutes later, Lu Beixun came out of the bathroom. Cen Wan didn’t intend to let him off the hook. As soon as he came out, she clung to him: “Hubby~”

Cen Wan wrapped her arms around his lean waist from behind, her little hands moving restlessly. Lu Beixun’s eyes darkened. He grabbed her wrist and pulled her hand away from his waist.

His voice was helpless: “Wan Wan, don’t move around.”

Cen Wan knew what he meant, but she pretended not to understand. She looked at him pitifully: “Hubby, do you dislike Wan Wan?”

Lu Beixun knew that the little woman was doing it on purpose, but he couldn’t resist her gaze. It made his heart itch. He wanted to hold her in his arms and torment and bully her.

“How could I dislike baby.” Lu Beixun said.

Cen Wan spread her arms: “Then hubby, hug me.”

Lu Beixun sighed silently and hugged her in his arms. He just hugged her.

Lu Beixun remained unmoved. Cen Wan felt that her plan had failed. Giving up wasn’t her style.

After a while, she had Lu Beixun lie down on the bed and lifted his pajamas. She started counting his abs, her fingertips gliding across his abs, like a cluster of flames, about to burn him to ashes.

Cen Wan raised an eyebrow and looked at him. Seeing that he didn’t react, she started to act recklessly. Lu Beixun closed his eyes. When he opened them again, he grabbed her wrist, flipped over, and pressed her down.

Cen Wan’s eyes were clear. She blinked innocently: “What are you doing?”

Lu Beixun leaned close to her ear and murmured, his voice husky: “Wan Wan baby.”

“Hmm?”

“I want…”

Cen Wan smiled: “Okay.”

“Just say it, and I’ll give it to you.”

At this moment, Cen Wan didn’t realize the seriousness of this sentence. She would understand later.

Lu Beixun’s kiss landed, forcefully taking over her breath.

…

From the bed, to the floor-to-ceiling mirror, and then to the bathroom.

Because they had to go to work the next day, Lu Beixun let her go at one in the morning.

After Cen Wan went to work, she had a certain amount of physical activity every day. Lu Beixun no longer supervised her to get up and exercise, letting her sleep in a little longer in the morning.

Cen Wan woke up, stood in front of the bathroom mirror to wash up, and noticed the kiss marks on her neck and collarbone. She glared at Lu Beixun standing at the bathroom door resentfully: “You! Don’t leave marks on me next time. I have to go to work.”

Even if she was more open, she wouldn’t want to show the results of her evening exercise to others.

Lu Beixun leaned lazily against the door: “Wan Wan, do you dislike the marks I leave?”

“No.” Cen Wan said: “Next time, you can leave them anywhere you want, just not on my neck.”

It would be very embarrassing if someone saw these suggestive marks.

“Okay.” Lu Beixun smiled meaningfully: “Don’t go back on your word, Wan Wan.”

“I won’t.” The two reached an agreement. Cen Wan thought it was pretty good.

She never imagined that the places where Lu Beixun left kiss marks were so… perverted. She lay in bed, wanting to cry.