Chapter 85: The Body is Very Honest

Qin Xingwan thought for a moment, then she closed the book and placed it gently on the nightstand.

She leaned over, her soft body pressing against Chu Li's back, her breath falling against the side of his neck, carrying her unique, fragrant softness.

She was clumsy and inexperienced.

Yet she easily stirred the man's desire.

A large hand hooked around her waist, pulling her down into his embrace, their bodies pressed together seamlessly.

Qin Xingwan was unable to move.

In matters of intimacy, she had never held the initiative, let alone when it came to seducing a man.

Even though it was done with a purpose, it still filled her with shame, her earlobes turning bright red.

She did not know how to proceed to the next step.

She could only follow her instincts, bracing her hands against his chest and lifting her body to kiss his thin lips.

There was anger in Chu Li's heart; he was unwilling to accept her kiss and tilted his head slightly.

That proactive kiss landed on his Adam's apple instead.

Chu Li's eyes, already filled with darkness, grew even more profound; he gripped her waist, flipped over, and pinned her firmly onto the bed.

"Qin Xingwan."

He was very annoyed.

He knew perfectly well that all her actions were driven by a purpose.

He should have pushed her away hard.

Yet his body was incredibly honest, with the factors of desire flowing through his veins.

They clamored to possess her.

Qin Xingwan hooked her arms around his neck, three parts charming, seven parts sarcastic.

"What? Don't you like it? Or do you prefer Miss Cheng's type?"

"That's true, Miss Cheng has a good family background and looks; she is indeed the most suitable Mrs. Chu. If you like that, I can practice too."

In the end, she could not suppress the resentment in her heart.

Chu Li looked at her deeply, his gaze a deep, clear black, surging with coldness.

"It's good that you know, so the thing you should be doing right now is pleasing me," he said with a wicked, low laugh.

When it came to the ability to be snide and sarcastic, Qin Xingwan was no match for him.

He reversed the roles, seizing the initiative.

There was no emotion in Qin Xingwan's eyes as she raised her head again to kiss his lips.

The touch was cool.

She had no technique; other than kissing, she did not know what else to do.

But it was enough to be provocative.

Chu Li's eyes were bloodshot, the veins on the back of his hands bulging as he crushed her into his embrace.

Not a word was spoken all night.

Only the desperate, tangled intimacy amidst the fierce wind and rain.

It had nothing to do with affection.

After it ended, Chu Li took a shower, grabbed his clothes, and left, never looking at her once from beginning to end.

This was the first time he had left immediately after, without any warmth.

Until the bedroom door closed.

Qin Xingwan dragged her exhausted body to the bathroom, slowly washing herself clean inch by inch; halfway through, she braced herself against the wall, slowly squatted down, and wrapped her arms around herself.

Her fair skin was covered in bruises, which became even more apparent under the rinse of the warm water.

Until her body felt cold.

She took a bath towel to wipe away the water droplets on her body and wrapped herself in a bathrobe to go out.

The bedroom was in a mess.

She looked at it, her eyelids swollen, misting with moisture.

She truly had no strength to tidy up, so she simply pulled over a blanket and made do on the sofa for the night.

She drifted in and out of sleep for two hours, then woke up for a while.

Then fell asleep again, then woke up again.

It was as if she had entered a cycle.

Until six o'clock, she stood up from the sofa, her whole body aching.

She changed her clothes and went downstairs.

She happened to see Chu Li eating breakfast.

Not far away, by the door, sat a suitcase.

Was he going on a business trip?

Qin Xingwan withdrew her gaze and sat down opposite Chu Li.

The servant brought over breakfast.

She ate in small bites.

After she finished, the servant brought over a medicinal soup.

Three meals a day, never missing one.

Qin Xingwan frowned as she drank it, and the servant offered her candied dates.

She refused: "I won't eat them anymore; don't affect the efficacy of the medicine."

In any case, she would have to get used to this smell.

Chu Li glanced at her with no particular emotion, rose to go to the door, and left, pulling his suitcase.

Her phone suddenly rang, displaying the name Wen Lvzhong.

Just as she answered, Wen Lvzhong's anxious voice came through: "Ping'an has collapsed."

The phone clattered onto the table, then slid onto the floor.

Qin Xingwan hurriedly picked it up, her voice trembling uncontrollably: "I'll be there right away."

She rushed into the courtyard and saw Chu Li's car just starting up.

Almost subconsciously, she rushed in front of the car.

The driver slammed on the brakes, breaking into a cold sweat from the fright.

"Madam."

Chu Li got out of the car with a gloomy face, slamming the door with a thunderous bang: "Qin Xingwan, do you not want your life anymore?"

Fortunately, the car had just started and wasn't moving fast, otherwise the consequences would have been unimaginable.

Qin Xingwan grabbed Chu Li's clothes as if seeing a savior: "Ping'an has collapsed, let the driver take me to the hospital."

She pleaded with a face full of tears, not realizing at all what a dangerous thing she had just done.

The next second, she was pulled away.

Chu Li lowered his head to scan her knees, got back into the car, and coldly ordered the driver: "Go."

Qin Xingwan grabbed the car door, tears falling from her eyes, and begged him: "Chu Li, you can't leave."

Just as Chu Li was about to speak, his phone screen lit up, displaying the name Qin Yunshu.

"Yun Shu."

"..."

"I've already set off, I'll be there to pick you up immediately."

"..."

The call ended.

Chu Li looked at Qin Xingwan coldly: "Move aside."

Indifferent and heartless.

Qin Xingwan subconsciously let go, but then suddenly grabbed on again: "Chu Li, take me to the intersection, I'll hail a taxi myself."

It was hard to hail a taxi here, and besides, it was so early.

Chu Li closed the car window and ordered the driver to drive.

The driver carefully released the brake, but even so, Qin Xingwan was still dragged and nearly fell.

She let go in fear and stood in place, watching the car disappear.

He remembered to go pick up Qin Yunshu, yet refused to give her a ride.

The pain in her heart was overflowing.

Yet she could only endure it.

She had no time to grieve for herself; she had to rush to the hospital.

She gripped her phone, calling for a car while walking outward.

After walking for more than ten minutes to the intersection, she finally encountered a taxi.

And when she arrived at the hospital, Wen Ping'an was still in the emergency room.

Wen Lvzhong sat on a chair, and upon seeing Qin Xingwan, a smile that looked worse than crying appeared on his handsome face.

He had always been mentally prepared.

But this time, Wen Ping'an's condition was more serious than ever before.

He realized that his bit of mental preparation was not worth mentioning.

He simply could not imagine a life without Ping'an.

Qin Xingwan's legs went weak, and she leaned against the wall to sit on a chair.

She tremblingly pulled out her phone to find Chu Li's phone number.

At this moment, she could discard all her self-esteem.

She only begged for Chu Li to save Ping'an.

But the call she made was to a powered-off phone.

It remained powered off.

Airport.

Assistant Wu walked into the waiting room hurriedly with a tablet, bowed slightly, and lowered his voice to say in Chu Li's ear: "The paternity test results are out."

"Confirmed, it is not."

Chu Li put down the documents in his hand, took the tablet, and read the paternity test from beginning to end.

It was exactly the same as the one from Wen Lvzhong.

Wen Lvzhong hadn't lied to him; Qin Xingwan was indeed not Wen Ping'an's mother.

Chu Li was filled with joy.

But immediately, another thought emerged in his heart, like a basin of cold water dousing him awake.

Wen Ping'an had no blood relation to her, yet she worked so hard for a child with no blood relation.

Even coming to beg him.

Was it because the person she liked was Wen Lvzhong?