Your Beloved Sweetheart Is Online

Chapter 664 - 667: Do You Dare to Defy Me? 4_1

Despite the situation, Chenxing just couldn’t cheer up. Her actions in chewing the cake remained unhindered, with a pair of lifeless eyes gazing into the gem blue sea, feeling detached at heart, just like ear wax.

"If you say he’s upset, should I try to appease him?"

"It’s not your fault, these men are just being irrational!" After thoughtful deliberation, An Yi shrugged. Deep down, she strongly opposed pregnancy as well. However, the old adage says, "Promote union, discourage separation." "But their ego could be too big. If you don’t placate him, they might get even angrier, and we, unfortunate women, will be left dealing with it. So, just try to calm him down, be playful, and men always succumb to this kind of behavior. You can guarantee he’ll immediately surrender."

An Yi put down the cake, knelt on both knees, propped her hands on her thighs, and looked at Chenxing face to face. Her eyes were filled with charm and a hint of distress at the same time, as if she was on the brink of tears.

But it’s just an act, she wouldn’t actually get teary-eyed. It’s about displaying that sort of pitiful gaze: "Look at me. See? Just like this, show my kind of expression."

Then she grabbed Chenxing’s hand and swayed it left and right, fully embodying the charm. Her voice was soft and mellow, carrying a slight trembling: "Chenxing, can you stop being angry?"

Then, she bit her lower lip hard and continued pleading with a pitiful expression... kept pleading... "Please don’t be angry, my dear Chenxing, I’m begging you..."

"Pfft..." Chenxing couldn’t resist but laughed out loud.

An Yi’s vibrant cute expression made it impossible for even her to stay mad. Let alone a man.

She immediately gave a thumbs up: "You’re really something."

An Yi giggled, and returned to normal: "Just mimic me, I guarantee men will become softies immediately. They won’t dare to even say a harsh word to you. That’s how I dealt with my Hao Hao."

"Oh, and remember, you have to call him ’my dear.’ Um, what’s your man’s name?"

"Gu Shaocheng."

"Right, you should hold his hand, call him ’my dear Shaocheng’ while begging him with a pitiful look, softening up to him while asking him not to be angry. If you can’t handle a man in three minutes, come to me."

Chenxing was skeptical: "Will it really work?"

"Of course..." An Yi spoke with a mix of truths and lies. Although whenever she acted cute in front of Hao Hao it never failed, it was only minor situations. During major issues, no matter how hard she cried, he wouldn’t be moved. If she was in Chenxing’s current situation, no amount of cute whining or tears would help. But An Yi wouldn’t disclose these brutal facts, she’d continue encouraging her instead: "I can be your practice partner, give it a shot."

As if a drowning man clutching at a straw, Chenxing was actually persuaded by An Yi to use her as a practice target, and practiced for quite a while.

But she waited from morning to afternoon and did not see a trace of Gu Shaocheng.

She called him, but he didn’t pick up; she texted him, but there was no reply; she asked the guards at the door, but they were clueless.

With nothing to do, she could only deeply absorb the "husband-handling techniques" An Yi taught her in the morning, especially being coy...

She couldn’t resist but felt goosebumps all over her body.

However, as long as she could appease Shaocheng, and make him change his mind to not have her bear a child, Chenxing bit her lip, ready to try everything.