Forbidden Game: Ruthless CEO, Please Set Me Free

Chapter 702 - 712: Stalemate (7)

Gently reaching out to cover her belly, the events of last night are still vivid in her mind."Is there anything you want to eat?" Fu Nancheng wasn’t angry, patiently asking.

Qiao Mo still remained silent, seemingly unwilling to talk to him.

After the two got into the car, Fu Nancheng directly instructed the driver to head to Tingyu Pavilion, and then called the owner to prepare some dishes suitable for pregnant women, so they wouldn’t have to wait upon arrival.

Qiao Mo feigned ignorance, just quietly sitting in a corner of the car.

She kept her head turned, looking out the window, with her palm-sized face reflected in the car window, always silent.

Fu Nancheng wanted to talk to her, tried several times to speak, but stopped each time with the words on his lips.

Eventually, he moved closer to her, almost right next to her.

Qiao Mo frowned and moved towards the car window again, Fu Nancheng cleared his throat and followed her.

Several times in a row, until finally they were almost squeezed into one side of the car, tightly next to each other, while Qiao Mo had moved to the door and couldn’t move anymore.

She frowned: "Mr. Fu, can you move away from me a bit?"

"I can’t, being away from you makes it hard for me to breathe," he softly spoke.

Qiao Mo was slightly startled, then replied, "Being this close makes it hard for me to breathe too."

"Then I’ll give you artificial respiration." Saying that, he leaned in again.

Qiao Mo’s heart tightened, she raised her hand to push his chest: "Fu Nancheng, don’t come over."

Seeing the unease and resistance in her eyes, his heart ached, he gazed into her eyes softly: "Xiao Mo... yesterday..."

Upon hearing him mention yesterday, Qiao Mo turned her head again: "Driver, stop the car!"

The driver at this moment was already sweating profusely, worried that the conflict would affect him, but sometimes things just happen as feared.

"Xiao Mo..." He reached for her hand, his tone softened a bit.

"Don’t touch me!" Qiao Mo exclaimed loudly.

He immediately withdrew his hand, fearing her mood swings, truly refraining from touching her again.

Qiao Mo continued to look out the window, not wanting to see him or hear his explanations about yesterday.

Fu Nancheng stayed quietly by her side for a long time.

Just then, his phone rang again.

Fu Nancheng glanced at the phone, his brow furrowed as he hung up the call, then decisively turned off the phone.

Although Qiao Mo didn’t look at him, she clearly saw this scene in the reflection on the window, feeling a chill inside.

It must be Qiao Yun’s call.

Otherwise, why would he hang up, and why shut down the phone afterward?

Qiao Mo lowered her eyes, yet involuntarily thought back to his words just now...

Can she trust him?

Soon, the car stopped in front of Tingyu Pavilion, and he led her into the pre-booked private room.

The chef had prepared a whole table of dishes, the portions weren’t large, and they didn’t seem greasy. But they seemed too nourishing, causing Qiao Mo, who was originally very hungry, to lose her appetite at a glance.

Fu Nancheng had already rolled up his sleeves, serving her a substantial amount: "Eat a little, if you’re hungry later at night, I’ll have Nanny Wang cook. Eating too much will be hard to digest, and you’ll have trouble sleeping."

Qiao Mo remained silent, but for the sake of the baby in her belly, she would eat something.

...

The meal’s atmosphere was quite harmonious, but upon returning to Nanshan Villa, Qiao Mo found that someone had again used their usual tricks.

All the doors to the guest rooms and study were locked tight, and when she went to ask for a key card, she was told once again that the keys were being replaced.