687, quadruplets (second update)

"Ah!" Luo Yu screamed.

A sharp glint flashed through Duanmu Zhe's eyes. He quickly stepped back to avoid Luo Yu's body, then reached out, grabbed her wrist, and with a gentle pull, very elegantly steadied her.

If it weren't for the fact that Luo Yu was pregnant, Duanmu Zhe wouldn't have bothered with her.

This woman's antics were simply too numerous, hardly fit for polite society.

At the same time, Duanmu Zhe became even more certain there was something wrong with Luo Yu's belly.

If he couldn't stand her, how could Mo Zhixuan possibly find her appealing?

"Thank you, Mr. Duanmu, for coming to my rescue," Luo Yu said with a lowered head, her cheeks a shade of red. Although she didn't manage to fall into Duanmu Zhe's arms as she had wished, at least she had some close contact with him.

It was clear that Duanmu Zhe was much easier to get along with than Mo Zhixuan.