Chapter 81: The Stolen Beloved

and waking them up. After sending the younger one to school, she rushes back to supervise the older one taking his medicine after meals, wiping the floor, washing dishes, and preparing dinner for them...Where is everyone

Qiao Bao'er pushed open the door and walked into the bedroom, putting down the steaming bowl of porridge in her hand. She turned her head to look, but the bed was empty.

By the bedside, on the metal rack, hung a half-empty IV bag. The needle had been forcibly pulled out, and a few drops of medicine still dripped down...

"He actually asked me to go downstairs and bring him his grandpa's gruel..."

That dead ice cube must have taken the opportunity to slip away.

Qiaobao'er was a little annoyed, and almost without thinking, she immediately turned and walked toward the study.

"So eager to know what's hiding in my study, are you"

However, as Qiao Bao'er reached for the doorknob to the study, a cold and suppressed voice came from behind her, laced with barely contained anger.

Jo Baoer turned to look at him, her expression dazed and confused.

The next second, she abruptly came to her senses, took a step forward, and gritted her teeth angrily, "Yes, I wanted to take advantage of your illness tonight and sneak into the study to see what kind of outrageous things you're hiding!"

"You!" Jun Zhi Mu's face wasn't looking too good either.

There were fewer servants at Dong Villa, and the second-floor corridor felt rather cold. The two of them stood facing each other in silence.

He said no more, suddenly turned around and went back to his bedroom.

Qiao Bao'er stood on the spot, watching his tall and straight figure stride away. Her heart was filled with anger, but also a touch of grievance.

"...I just wanted to come and get you back to the bedroom to rest."

I don't want to explain these words to him.

He instantly suspected her of ill intentions the moment he saw her standing outside his study.

Qiao Baoer always felt that she and he were not from the same world.

It's not just the difference in status, but also that he is too guarded and suspicious, while she prefers things simple.

The maid came in and tidied up the bedside stand and IV needles, while Jun Zhimu sat on the small living room side of the bedroom, hesitating over the bowl of porridge on the coffee table.

Qiao Bao'er directly walked into the bathroom to wash up quickly, then burrowed into the covers and went to sleep, deciding to treat him as air.

After a night of fussing, Junzhimu's fever didn't go down, and it was her who was busy taking care of him. The scoundrel even pulled out the unfinished medicine directly...

She was feeling agitated. She hugged her blanket and burrowed into the edge of the bed, eventually succumbing to sleep.

Deep in the night, at 11 o'clock, not too late, Jun Zhimu walked to the door, intending to return to his study. However, his steps stopped, and he turned back to glance at the woman on the bed.

Jun's brow furrowed slightly, the high fever had subsided, but the medication made his head feel a bit hazy.

Her eyes held a hint of contemplation, so she simply turned off all the overhead lights in the bedroom, walked to the bed, lifted the covers, and lay down directly.

Qiao Bao'er slept on the edge of the bed, her back to him. Jun Zhimu very naturally reached out and pulled her into his arms.

She almost instinctively struggled against his chest, Junzhi Mu's grip was a little too tight, she gradually compromised, as if she had become accustomed to his domineering nature.

Qiao Baoer was in a bad mood tonight, and she even slept with a frown on her face.

The lamp by the bed was dim, Jun Zhimu lowered his gaze and watched her quietly, inexplicably feeling a smile tug at his lips.

He knew she probably just went to the study to find him, but... he was too nervous.

Those things, he didn't want her to know.

His slender fingers gently brushed her brow. Perhaps it tickled, for Qiao Bao'er turned her head away, rubbing her cheek against his chest as if telling him to stop. Then, she relaxed her brows and continued to sleep peacefully.

Jun's gaze brightened, watching her little movements. A hint of a smile touched his usually stern face.

He withdrew his hand, no longer teasing her, but his gaze fell upon her ruby red lips...

Lowering his head, their breaths intertwined, soft and low, even their breathing became cautious as he leaned closer to her.

Qiao Bao'er's long eyelashes trembled, and he didn't notice that she was pretending to be asleep.

Her heart was beating fast, even with her eyes closed, she was still very nervous.

And strangely enough, he kissed her, and she found no resistance in her heart...

However, the moment Junzhi's lips touched hers, as if remembering something, his movements ceased.

Throughout the entire night, Qiao Baier found it incredibly difficult.

A little down, a bit disheartened.

But more than anything, it's anger. It's all him, he started flirting with me first!

I really want to punch this disgusting man right in the chest and kick him, but if I resist, he'll know I was faking it. Then I'd be so embarrassed.

Qiao Baoer didn't sleep soundly, she kept tossing and turning in his arms.

And yet, the shepherd was troubled all night. He reached out several times to feel her forehead, again and again checking if she had caught his cold from him.

Ding dong...

Last night, Qiao Baoer didn't sleep well because she was in a bad mood. Early this morning, some jerk called her, disturbing her with the ringing.

"Who is it!"

Reaching for the phone on her headboard, Qiao Bao'er's voice was laced with resentment.

The man on the other end of the phone was taken aback for a moment, then spoke somewhat embarrassedly, "Baby, it's me."

Qiao Bao'er was sleep-deprived, her brain foggy. She only felt that the voice sounded familiar, so she casually pressed the phone to her ear and mumbled, "What's up"

"Who is it"

But the man beside her suddenly spoke.

Jo Baoer opened her eyes and realized she was very close to Jun Zhimu. Moreover, this person's hand was very naturally resting on her chest. Ah——

What a creep!

"Hey, get your hands off me!" That's when she finally snapped out of it.

"Bao'er, what happened over there"

Qiao Bao'er's exclamation made the person on the other end of the phone urgently ask, "Where are you now, do you want me to come over..."

Junzhi's mu, through the phone, could hear the tension and worry in his voice. He naturally recognized the voice; it was his cousin.

Jun Zhimu suddenly flipped over, pinning Qiao Baoer beneath him.

"Do, what" Qiao Baoer's heart skipped a beat in fear.

"Morning exercise," Jun Zhi Mu's voice was low and husky, deliberately leaning close to her ear, his words ambiguous.

A big hand reached into her nightgown, touching the delicate skin, caressing her abdomen. A hazy voice with a seductive tone murmured, " Qiao Baor, moderate exercise after three months of pregnancy is beneficial to both mind and body…"

The man on the phone listened to their conversation, his face turning pale.

And the next second, Junzhi Mu impatiently hung up his phone, leaving only a mechanical "嘟嘟嘟..." ...

"Yisichen!"

Outside the gates of a prestigious kindergarten in the city, a man clutched his phone, his face etched with gloom. He had just dropped off his daughter at school when he suddenly remembered something, prompting him to call her...

"Yi Sicen."

A figure hurried towards him, calling out his name twice before he came to his senses and looked up.

When he saw the woman before him, Yi Sicheng's expression was slightly stunned. His gaze lingered on her face for three seconds before a self-deprecating smile suddenly appeared at the corner of his lips.

This face, she really resembles it.

"Miss Liu, we don't seem very familiar, do we" Yi Sicheng spoke, his voice cold and distant.

Liu Yiyin heard the tone in his voice, her face became displeased. Since her debut, everyone had been kind to her, but recently because of Jun Zhi牧...

She masked her complex emotions with a smile that was textbook actor, "Mr. Yi, there might have been some misunderstanding between us before. I came here today especially to find you…"

Yi Sicheng wore a sneer, but didn't give an inch.

"Interrupting, " Liu Yiy, I'm not Junzhi Mu. I'm not buying what you're selling. I have no interest in a surgically altered imitation."

This cosmetic surgery made the smile on Liu Yiy's face freeze instantly.

Yi Sicheng narrowed his eyes, glared fiercely at her face. For those three years, every day he went home, he could see...

His ears were still ringing with the ambiguous conversation between Jun Zhimu and Qiao Ba'er just now. His face was gloomy, and there was a feeling of annoyance weighing down on his chest.

He turned away without a glance, ignoring the woman in front of him, and strode directly toward a gleaming black Ferrari parked on the right side of the road.

When Liu Yiy saw that he ignored her, she became anxious. She ran over without regard for her image and grabbed his arm.

"Yi Sicheng, I really have something important to talk to you about today."

"Let go!"

Yi Sicheng's face was not looking good, especially this woman's plastic surgery face looked so similar to Qiao Baier.

"Yi Sicheng, you know my situation now. All I want is someone to protect me…"

Yi Sicheng lost his patience and pushed her away with the back of his hand. "Miss Liu, why would someone looking for a sugar daddy find me Don't forget, I am Lord Jun's cousin!" He said this through gritted teeth.

Joe Bao'er is now his sister-in-law, and he wouldn't accept this fact a million times.

"Haven't you ever thought, your cousin Junzhi returned to the country for the first time after six years and just happened to sleep with Qiao Baoer Do you really think this is just a coincidence!" Liu Yiy said, as if she was driven to desperation, shouting at him.

This statement left Yi Sicheng stunned.

"What does that mean"

He scrutinized her.

Suddenly, Yi Shen's expression became excited, "Liu Yiy, did you find out something!"

Liu Yiy saw his nervous expression, and her heart calmed down at once. The previous urgency was gone. She picked up her cup of tea, turned the topic.

"I heard your daughter isn't very close to your current wife, Ye Xi..."

Yi Sicheng didn't understand why she suddenly brought up Ye Xi again, and in fact, his daughter was very afraid of Ye Xi.

"Liu Yiy, you better not play games in front of me." He warned in a low voice.

Li Yiyi straightened her spine and looked directly at him, "Yi Sicheng, I said before, I only want someone to protect me."

"Actually, you still care about Qiao Bao'er, don't you..."

"If Ye Xi hadn't taken the children back to China, you would still be with Qiao Baier, continuing your marriage. You would still be her husband, but now, things are different."

Yi Sicheng's face grew even darker and more sinister as he listened to her words.

While Liu Yiy's lips curled into a smile, she reached out and tugged at the collar of his shirt. She rose on her tiptoes, leaned in close, and whispered into his ear. The action was somewhat suggestive.

Yi Sicheng wanted to push her away unhappily, however, her words made his body stiffen.

"Yi Sicheng, I can tell you the truth about everything..."

Liuyi lowered her voice and spoke word by word, "Including, Jun Zhi Mu began to set up a plan to snatch your bride several years ago..."oken and bleeding.She could only wash the wound with clean water, there were no medicines to heal it. It should recover slowly, and probably leave a scar. It didn't matter, at this point, who cared ab...