As Gu Yunjin watched Feng Yunan carry Qiao Ruoxi away, he was deeply puzzled. Who exactly did her son like?

Feng Yunan quickly carried Qiao Ruoxi back into the house and asked the servants to prepare the ginger soup.

Soon, the bathtub was filled with water of an appropriate temperature. Feng Yunan personally bathed Qiao Ruoxi, then wrapped her in a soft towel and placed her back on the bed in his bedroom.

He quickly took a shower and changed into a bathrobe before returning to his room.

The little woman on the bed had her lips turning purple from the cold. She was still shivering under the two blankets.

He reached out to touch her and felt that her body was too cold.

Feng Yunan frowned and thought for two seconds. Eventually, he decided to warm her body with his.

After a while, Qiao Ruoxi finally woke up.

When she opened her eyes, the first thing she saw was an unfamiliar room. Then she noticed the man beside her.

“Feng Yunan, what are you doing…”

Qiao Ruoxi felt suffocated. Moreover, the two of them were so close to each other. This was too scary!

Seeing the meek woman panicking, Feng Yunan suddenly felt like teasing her.

He deliberately said in an ambiguous tone, “I saved you just now. Shouldn’t you have to marry me?”

“No! Let me go!”

Even though she admitted that she was touched when he saved her just now…

Still, he shouldn’t have taken advantage of her, could he?

Qiao Ruoxi was instantly overwhelmed by fear. “I, I, I… We agreed to marry each other but this is not included.”

“The agreement can be supplemented.”

The man smiled playfully.

Qiao Ruoxi’s heart was in her throat. “No! No way, Mr. Feng! I’m carrying a baby!”

She felt that she couldn’t explain herself clearly.

Qiao Ruoxi was trapped by him.

This guy was really too evil. Was he deliberately digging a hole for her to jump into?

Someone suddenly knocked on the door.

“Come in,” Feng Yunan said.

Qiao Ruoxi was shocked. She quickly covered her face. He just let someone in directly. What was he thinking?

The door opened and a servant came in with a tray. “Young Master, the ginger soup is ready.”

“Bring it here.”

The servant entered the room and looked at the scene in front of her.

Ah, it was a little indescribable.

The servant put down the bowl of ginger soup and quickly left the room.

Feng Yunan’s devilishly charming expression returned to his usual cool self. He even complained in disdain, “With a figure like yours, do you think I would be interested in you?”

“…”

Qiao Ruoxi was stunned. ‘So he was just teasing me?’

Pfft!

‘Who is he calling a bean sprout?’

‘Has he ever seen a well-developed bean sprout like me?’

The man lifted the blanket and got off the bed. He said sarcastically, “You’re obsessed with money, aren’t you? You even gave up your life for a lousy bracelet. You’re really something.”

“I didn’t want that bracelet. It’s your mother…”

Qiao Ruoxi retorted innocently. But when she said “your mother,” she immediately shut her mouth because the man glared at her.

Well, now Qiao Ruoxi knew that his mother… was his taboo.

“Drink the ginger soup.”

The man ordered expressionlessly.

“I’m not sick. There’s no need to drink it.”

Qiao Ruoxi looked at the piping hot ginger soup on the bedside table and bit her lip.

…