She hated his domineering control over everything. Jumping out of the car, Luo Xiaoqian turned and walked away.
After a few steps, she stopped, turned around, and came back. Leaning into the car, she knelt on the seat, leaned over, and gently kissed his lips.
"Now, are you satisfied?"
"If you don't want others to know about our relationship, you'd better come up with a good excuse to explain your disappearance to your friends for half of the day!" Leng Zimo raised his hand and presented her with the medicine in the bag, "Tomorrow at ten, be at the company on time for the class!"
Luo Xiaoqian took the bag of medicine, then suddenly remembered something, "Did you buy that medicine?"
"What medicine?"
"The one to prevent pregnancy."
Leng Zimo lifted his eyebrows and looked at her, his gaze piercing enough to make her scalp tingle.
Did she ask the wrong question?
He was looking for a mistress, not a wife, so why should she bear his children?!