If it weren't for Xia Qianchen, she could decisively choose her child and Li.
Young Emperor Nangong doesn’t have to experience heartbreak again...
How long had Xia Qianchen been in the bathtub, how long had the figure been waiting at the bathroom door, with no intention of leaving at all.
There were only Xia Qianchen and Nangong Young Emperor at dinner.
All the dishes are her favorites...and are prepared according to the nutritional mix for pregnant women.
Young Emperor Nangong pulled out a chair for her and kept looking at her with heavy eyes, paying attention to her every move.
Xia Qianchen looked extremely unnatural to him.
As soon as the two sat down, Nangong Young Emperor personally took a spoon and served her soup, his green eyes still resting on her face.
"Thank you," Xia Qianchen took it politely, "Do you feel like you want to compensate me?"
"compensate?"
"Because I... cough, the results of the examination in the hospital," Xia Qianchen smiled lightly, "do you feel you owe me?"
Otherwise, I really can't imagine the reason for his change of attitude.
Young Emperor Nangong did not speak.
Under the light, his profile was extremely thin and handsome.
Xia Qianchen said happily: "If this is the case, Mr. Nangong, don't worry. This choice is my own."
"Try it and see. Does the soup suit your appetite?"
Xia Qianchen tried it and it was fresh and sweet: "Well, it tastes good."
"How was the food?"
"Mr. Nangong, don't worry, these are what I like to eat, and I believe you will also like the taste."
I found that several dishes in the menu are Irish food.
Xia Qianchen couldn't help but read the name of the dish in Irish...
Young Emperor Nangong frowned slightly, as if he had thought of something. After dinner, he turned his head and told the servant something. The servant quickly brought a newspaper and handed it to Xia Qianchen.
"What's this?"
"read."
"read?"
Young Emperor Nangong drew a paragraph with his hand: "After reading this paragraph, you will understand."
Is there any mystery in the newspaper?
Looking at Nangong Young Emperor's unfathomable expression, Xia Qianchen unfolded the newspaper and read out the contents of the newspaper smoothly——
"I finished reading," Xia Qianchen asked with a frown, "but I still don't understand."
Young Emperor Nangong didn't speak. He looked at the table and pondered something.
Xia Qianchen thinks he is strange...?
"Can you draw?"
"Well, haven't you seen my paintings?" At the beach villa, she painted Nangong Li's.
Young Emperor Nangong tapped his fingers on the table: "Can you draw a portrait for me?"
Xia Qianchen didn't know what happened to Young Emperor Nangong tonight, but she felt that they seemed too close.
"I'm afraid not. I'm a little sleepy and want to go to bed early."
"..."
"I'm going to rest. I hope Mr. Nangong can help me find Qianyu soon."
Xia Qianchen wiped her mouth, stood up with an elegant smile, and was about to leave.
However, when she passed Young Emperor Nangong, a strong hand suddenly grabbed her wrist and brought her to his lap.
Xia Qianchen was stunned for a moment and met his gaze as deep as the bottom of a lake.
"what are you up to?"
"Draw for me." He grabbed her struggling hands and made her unable to move.
Xia Qianchen couldn't struggle anymore and shouted anxiously: "Young Emperor Nangong, let me go!"
Exactly the same tone and expression.
Even, the way she behaved when she deliberately called him "Mr. Nangong" just to distance herself...
She had a miscarriage, had heart surgery, could milk cows, could eat his custard, was allergic to pollen, could draw, could speak English fluently——
Even a memory-transplanted clone cannot be similar to this level.
Young Emperor Nangong recognized her as Qianchen countless times in his heart, and felt that this was a kind of blasphemy against Xia Qianchen.
But so far, he is really getting more and more confused...
He grabbed her tightly and imprisoned her in her arms, demanding or begging would be more appropriate:
"Draw for me."
Xia Qianchen's heart was beating wildly. She avoided him because she was afraid that she would get even more excited!
"Mr. Nangong, I seriously warn you to show respect to me. I also have a lover now. Don't think that because I am a clone, I have no personality and dignity. You can do whatever you want to me."
"Is it?"
"Don't forget what I said back then, I don't just come and go when you call me!"
"If I have said such a thing," he whispered, "I take it back."
Xia Qianchen was slightly startled.
Nangong Young Emperor never takes back what he says, but he actually——
"Where are your hands touching? Let me go!"
Young Emperor Nangong did not let her go. Instead, he rubbed her hair and cheeks carefully with his hands, smelling the fragrance of her body...
That body fragrance only belongs to Xia Qianchen.
It is natural and emanates from the body.
The soft and delicate touch of her skin, and her gushing breath...
Why had he never noticed it before?
Their bodies were tightly and inseparably stuck together, with no space left to separate them, which made her heart beat faster and make her dizzy.
Young Emperor Nangong closed his eyes to recognize it, wanting to experience it with his heart...
But Xia Qianchen's angry voice was disturbing him: "If you offend me, my fiancé will be very unhappy if he finds out."
The three words fiancé made the space become stagnant.
Young Emperor Nangong suddenly opened his eyes.
Taking advantage of the moment when Young Emperor Nangong was absent-minded, Xia Qianchen quickly left his arms and stayed far away.
But his tall figure suddenly stood up and was about to catch her again.
What should she do? She can't escape at all...
Just when she was about to be caught, she said loudly: "Don't forget, if you treat me like this, you will violate your oath to Miss Xia!"
Nangong Young Emperor's body visibly stiffened.
Xia Qianchen had already hurried upstairs, rushed to her room quickly, and even locked the doors on several floors.
I didn't hear the footsteps of him catching up.
Xia Qianchen gasped for breath, but her head and heart were burning.
What's wrong? What happened to Young Emperor Nangong? Has his illness relapsed again?
…
Downstairs, Young Emperor Nangong's body was stiff and cold, and his eyes were filled with a thin layer of light.
He felt more and more that it was not Xia Qianchen who died in the sea a year ago...
Once this idea popped up in his mind, it began to take shape.
His mood was not surging with enthusiasm. Perhaps he had fantasized too many times and no longer dared to have any expectations...
If she was Xia Qianchen, why did she lie to him that she was No. 0328?
He will find all the evidence!
Picking up the phone, he dialed Rhodes' number and gave him a series of orders:
"Find out all the commonalities and characteristics of the clones."