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Zimo stared with wide eyes, looking at Mu Lingchuan in disbelief.

Marriage…

Has Mr.

Mu lost his mind?

“What? Does this mean you really don’t plan to take responsibility?”

Mu Lingchuan also looked at her.

Compared to her shock, his face was almost completely expressionless.

“I’m not…” Zimo glared at him, feeling a sense of helplessness rather than anger.

Why is it that every time she talks to Mr.

Mu about these things, she ends up with no chance of winning?

Everyone has a mouth, but she just can’t argue with him.

“Since you aren’t, then… let’s just get married.” Though she didn’t know why Uncle mentioned those two words.

But now, the more Mu Lingchuan thought about it, the more he felt that Uncle’s words were right.

Whatever has been done, must be taken responsibility for.

This girl knows nothing about relationships; she believes whatever he says.

Clearly, it’s she who suffers the loss, yet she always thinks she owes him.

If it were any other man, wouldn’t she be toyed around with?

How could he possibly give others the chance to toy with her?

“I’ll tell Grandpa tomorrow, we’re getting married next month.”

He stood up; this was his final decision: “Prepare to be a bride next month.”

Zimo’s mind went blank with a loud buzz.

Mr.

Mu…

he must be joking, he has to be…

He walked towards her, and Zimo instinctively backed away.

Her hand fell on her abdomen, clearly feeling nothing from the baby inside.

Yet, it felt as if the child was also stirring.

Getting married next month, it’s so surreal…

In the blink of an eye, Mu Lingchuan was already in front of Zimo.

Seeing her instinctively raise her hand, this time he caught both her hands first.

“Still want to hit me again?” he asked with deep eyes.

Zimo shook her head immediately: “No.”

“But you just did hit me.”

She widened her eyes; why bring this up again suddenly?

“You hit me, so you owe compensation, I’ll…

first take some interest.”

“Mr.

Mu…”

The rest of her words were swallowed by him.

Zimo just felt her mind was groggy, almost forgetting where she was.

Marriage, kissing, hugging, taking responsibility…

what was she even thinking?

Mr.

Mu’s aura…

so strange, she seemed…

not to dislike him that much…

…

After Baili Xia entered the door, she still seemed somewhat burdened with worries.

It seemed that Uncle truly kept his promise and didn’t say anything related in front of Mu Lingchuan.

But right now, Zimo and her brother were in a room together…

Oh no!

She really wanted to give her head a good knock.

Why did she inexplicably think that they might be…

against the wall?

She’s just too naughty!

But, Zimo has a baby in her belly now, and her brother is completely unaware.

If he’s too rough, could it hurt the child?

Zimo, that stuffy person, surely wouldn’t mention it on her own; who knows, her brother might have already started by now.

By the way, if it’s against the wall, isn’t the difficulty level really high?

Can her brother handle it?

“What are you thinking about?” A deep voice drifted into her ear.

Baili Xia, lost in her thoughts, didn’t pay attention and inadvertently replied, “I wonder if my brother will be gentle?”

“You want him to be gentle?” the voice gently asked again.

Without thinking, Baili Xia immediately said, “Of course, Zimo has a baby in her belly; what if it gets hurt?”

However, considering there’s a baby, they shouldn’t be doing such high-risk things.

“Being against the wall can be harmful; the bed is more reliable.”

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