Chapter 30: Xie Wantang, Don't Move Around

His back hit the smooth bathtub wall behind him, producing a muffled thud.

At the moment of impact, Lu Yanshen's calm facial expression flickered slightly.

When living flesh collides with anything else, it's the flesh that suffers.

His back ached a little.

After all, it was the strength of two adults.

Lu Yanshen felt relieved that he hadn't twisted his waist.

Xie Wantang was unharmed, but her face was flushed red, whether from fright or the lingering fear after the ordeal.

She instinctively touched her belly.

She felt no pain or discomfort.

Xie Wantang's tense emotions eased, and she quickly realized she was still in Lu Yanshen's arms, struggling to get away.

Lu Yanshen exhaled hot air onto her ear, his voice low and hoarse: "Xie Wantang, don't move around."

……

Xie Wantang understood what was happening, and she complied, staying still and not moving.

It was Lu Yanshen who saved her; otherwise, she could not have emerged unscathed and intact.

He protected her and the baby in her belly at the critical moment.

When the baby is born later, if he wishes, let him see it once.

Xie Wantang is not an ungrateful white-eyed wolf; she naturally remembers Lu Yanshen's kindness in saving her, but she will not forget his harmful actions toward her.

In short, each matter stands on its own.

"You… feeling better?"

"Mrs. Lu, you're not going to help me put out the fire?" Lu Yanshen saw her expression of wanting to pull away immediately, and he felt a bit wronged.

He had thought that his earlier indifference might slightly change the woman's iron-hearted attitude toward him over the past few days.

As a result, there was not the slightest change.

"You can find Xia Meng; it's very convenient."

Xie Wantang ignored him, rose from the water, and lifted her leg to leave the bathtub.

Lu Yanshen's face looked grim; as Xie Wantang lifted her straight, long leg, he reached out and pressed down on her raised leg, ignoring his own back pain and quickly standing up from the water.

He turned her around and pressed her against the wall beside the bathtub, his handsome, sensual face drawing close to Xie Wantang.

Both of their clothes were soaked through, clinging tightly to each other's bodies, revealing their beautiful curves.

Moreover, with their bodies close together—a lone man and woman, like dry tinder meeting flame—the indoor temperature surged uncontrollably.

Lu Yanshen stared at Xie Wantang, who was noticeably shorter than him; their pairing resembled a beast matched with a princess.

Before, when she sat in a wheelchair, this woman was quite proactive.

I don't know when it started, but her initiative seems to have dwindled.

He is quite unaccustomed to it.

Xie Wantang was fine, but when they fell into the water, the spray from their combined weight wet her hair crown and eyelashes, making her normally clear eyes look wet and glistening.

Full of allure.

Lu Yanshen was tempted.

Lu Yanshen was direct, leaning in to kiss her.

Just as his lips were about to meet Xie Wantang's luscious, tempting red lips, she turned her head aside to avoid his kiss.

Lu Yanshen is not a beast; he did not pursue relentlessly.

"Do you still despise me?" Lu Yanshen asked, unyielding.

"Your phone is ringing." Xie Wantang spoke calmly, her eyes concealing a faint desire.

If her hearing weren't good, she might not have dodged just then.

Lu Yanshen is good-looking, has a fine physique, greater stamina, and his performance is not lacking.

Since they're not divorcing, as long as the baby isn't hurt, enjoying marital duties moderately is actually nothing.

Xie Wantang is a normal adult woman with normal needs in all aspects.

When she loves Lu Yanshen, if he is too kind and gentle toward other women, she naturally feels jealous.

But what if she treats Lu Yanshen like a male model?

Then there would be no need for jealousy at all.

After all, a male model doesn't need to be responsible for a client.

Lu Yanshen continued pressing Xie Wantang, listened closely, and although he thought she was bluffing, it really was his phone ringing.

At this time, anyone could be calling him.

Lu Yanshen had originally come in just to wash a cup; who knew he would happen to hear Xie Wantang's mother planning to set her up on a new blind date, disrupting his original plan.

Lu Yanshen released her, stepped out of the water first, swaying his hips and waist as he walked back to the study to answer the phone.

Xie Wantang also got out of the bathtub.

She took off her soaked clothes, wrapped herself in a robe, and only left after making sure she wouldn't be exposed.

Lu Yanshen moved even faster, having changed into his outdoor clothes, standing at the doorway putting on his watch.

Seeing her come out, Lu Yanshen said frankly, "Dongdong has a fever; I'll go check on him. I'm not sure if I'll be back tonight. Also, have the housekeeper clean the bathroom."

"Also, hand over the clothes to her."

"I know, the Presidential Suite—I'm not staying there for the first time." Xie Wantang, out of gratitude for his recent rescue of her and the baby, restrained herself from rolling her eyes.

Lu Yanshen seems to really believe what Madam Xie said, treating her as if she were a country bumpkin who has never seen the world or tasted any delicacies, right?

"Then that's fine; rest early, don't overthink it—I'll come back tomorrow morning to have breakfast with Mrs. Lu."

No need, Mr. Lu, just take care of your own business.

Lu Yanshen glanced at her without a word, opened the door and left; at the elevator lobby, Pei Xiao was already waiting early.

Before the two entered the elevator, they reported work to Lu Yanshen: "President Lu, everything is proceeding according to plan and getting on track."

Hmm.

Before entering the elevator, Lu Yanshen turned his head and said, "If possible, look into Xie Wantang."

... Okay.

After Lu Yanshen left, Xie Wantang used the room's phone to summon the private housekeeper to come in and take care of things.

The housekeeper also brought several kinds of sleep‑aid incense for Xie Wantang to pick from; the one in the middle is her own homemade product, which sells well in Xu Yanqiu's live‑stream room.

Using her own products is certainly more reassuring than using those made by others.

Xie Wantang chose the incense she made herself; the housekeeper took it out and lit it for her, saying, "Madam Lu really has good taste—this incense is the guests' favorite."

It's just that production is slow, and the goods are hard to come by.

"Really?" Xie Wantang chuckled lightly.

She isn't incapable of mass production; she just needs more hands.

However, there are too many profit‑driven people in this world; if too many parties cooperate, each voicing their own opinion, Xie Wantang would find it annoying.

Moreover, more people don't necessarily ensure product quality.

After all, some put service first, others put profit first.

People's hearts have always been complex.

The most important point is that Xie Wantang understands human desire—people's liking endures only when gratification is delayed or incomplete, so customers' favor might last longer.

So, she won't change her way of doing business.

She isn't a profit‑driven merchant.

"Good night, Madam Lu, sweet dreams."

Thank you.

After the housekeeper left, Xie Wantang lay there scrolling her phone for a while, amidst the faint floral scent, she drifted into sleep.