Out of control and sinking

Chapter 286 Tomorrow's Cultivation

At the dinner table, Rong Cheng held Li Xin's hand, his eyes filled with tenderness, and his voice was gentle, as if afraid of frightening the baby in her womb.

"Xin'er, how was your day? Did our baby fuss?"

His gaze fell on her already protruding belly.

Although Li Xin is thin, pregnant women are always a little different.

Especially since Li Xin became pregnant, she has been taking bird's nest supplements non-stop, and she has gained weight.

Her complexion was rosy; she looked great.

No, the baby is very well-behaved.

Li Xin smiled, placing her hand on her lower abdomen, looking like a loving mother, but in reality, she didn't love the child at all.

What she cares more about is what benefits this child can bring her.

As for having children, that was never Li Xin's idea.

It was just a lucky accident.

She happened to get pregnant, but the doctor said her uterine wall was thin and she couldn't have an abortion, otherwise she might not be able to have children in the future.

For women who marry into wealthy families, not being able to have children is considered a waste.

Li Xin would never let herself end up in that situation.

Amidst a flood of thoughts, Rong Cheng's excited and resolute words echoed in her ears: "Xin'er, let's get married."

The middle-aged man looked at Li Xin and said, "You're carrying our child. We can't let him be born without a name or status. I've thought it through. Let's get our marriage certificate tomorrow. I want to give you a grand and lively wedding."

Upon hearing this, Li Xin's heart skipped a beat, and she was completely stunned.

"Get...married?"

Her tone was one of disbelief.

Even with skepticism.

You should know that the man in front of her was more than twenty years older than her!
What does that mean?

She's old enough to be her father.

Moreover, looking at Rong Cheng's oily face and protruding belly, he was much fatter than she was when she was pregnant.

Li Xin felt nauseous from the bottom of her heart.

She was only with this kind of person for his money.

Now they're suddenly asking her to marry him?
By then, everyone in the industry will know that Li Xin, the eldest daughter of the Li family, has married a middle-aged man.

A flicker of panic crossed Li Xin's eyes, and her expression instantly changed: "Brother Rong, aren't we being a little too hasty?"

"I do not want to get married."

she blurted out.

Upon hearing this, Rong Cheng's expression darkened.

The initial joy vanished instantly.

"What do you mean?"

"You don't want to marry me? Don't you care about me, or do you think I, Rongcheng, am not good enough for you, not good enough to be the father of this child?"

Rongcheng immediately became angry.

He is not a fool.

Given his current status and position, countless female celebrities in the entertainment industry would beg to sleep with him and marry him.

She, on the other hand, doesn't want to marry him.

This caused Rong Cheng, who was already somewhat insecure about his appearance, to unleash all his negative emotions.

"No." Li Xin shook her head and quickly coaxed him, "Brother Rong, you misunderstood, that's not what I meant."

"It's just... it's just that you suddenly said you wanted to get married, I still can't quite accept it, it's too sudden."

Rong Cheng lost his patience: "What's so sudden about it? Or do you want the child in your belly to be born without any status? You decide what's more important."

After saying that, Rong Cheng got up and left in a huff.

All traces of the good mood I had just felt have vanished.

After he left, Li Xin bit her lip tightly, unsure of what to do.

Her eyes welled up with tears of grievance.

Touching her belly, she didn't know whether it was good or bad.

Does she really intend to marry Rong Cheng and be tied to this old man for life?
No.

She is not reconciled.

He's old enough to be her father; by the time she turns forty, he'll be an old man in his sixties or seventies.

Li Xin took a breath, feeling very unwilling, but also knowing that she couldn't anger him.

Otherwise, she would have nothing left.

For now, she could only try to appease him and stall for time.

—

It's getting colder and colder.

The cold air outside is freezing my face.

Jiang Ruan absolutely refused to join the film crew in winter, as shooting in the dead of winter was nothing short of torture. Therefore, most directors in the industry shoot their films in the spring, when the weather is warm and they can release their movies then.

That day, Jiang Ruan, having nothing to do, went to visit Lu Jie at the hospital. She dressed very casually.

A short black coat and black boots perfectly accentuated her great figure.

The belt accentuated her slender waist, making it appear even more delicate and graceful.

Perhaps because she's been having a very relaxed time lately, Jiang Ruan's skin looks amazing.

Even without makeup, just a touch of lipstick, her skin looked like snow. You couldn't see a single pore on her face even up close; her skin was incredibly smooth.

So when Lu Jie saw her, she couldn't help but reach out and touch her face: "Are you wearing makeup or not? It looks so natural."

Jiang Ruan leaned closer: "Completely bare-faced and without filters."

"Why don't you wipe it with a wet wipe?"

Lu Jie chuckled: "I'm just bored."

"But I noticed that your skin has suddenly become so good! It's so white and smooth, like you're wearing makeup."

"I thought you bought a new foundation again."

Speaking of foundation, Jiang Ruan suddenly remembered something.

"No, I really didn't wear makeup today,"

"Oh right, I actually finished a bottle of foundation. Can you come with me to buy another one after get off work?"

What brand is it?

Jiang Ruan: "Saint Laurent."

"I've always used their products. I'll also take a look at their bags. It seems like they've released a lot of new styles recently, but I haven't had a chance to browse them yet."

Lu Jie laughed: "Your boss Bo has already arranged a 500-square-meter walk-in closet for you, isn't that enough for all those bags you carry?"

Jiang Ruan looked at her with sorrow and sighed softly.

"It's not like you don't know."

"Women are all fickle and easily bored."

"Besides, many of those were sent in batches by him, none of them are as good-looking as the ones I picked myself."

"I don't care, are you going to stay with me or not?"

Lu Jie tried to reason with her, but Jiang Ruan resorted to shamelessness.

Her voice carried a hint of coquetry.

Lu Jie nodded: "I'll stay with you, who else can I stay with?"

The two looked at each other and smiled.

One is a popular female celebrity, and the other is an ordinary little nurse in a hospital.

Regardless of their status, they are still the best of best friends.

If there's anyone in this world Jiang Ruan can trust with her back, then...

That person must be Lu Jie.

YSL Global Flagship Store.

After choosing her foundation, Jiang Ruan dragged Lu Jie to look at handbags.

An entire wall was filled with various limited-edition bags, making Lu Jie's eyes dazzled.

Actually, she didn't lack bags; Jiang Ruan would take her shopping every time they went shopping.

Jiang Ruan brought her various gifts when he returned from his business trip.

Lu Jie's walk-in closet was already overflowing.

She doesn't dare to take many luxury bags out; she can only look at them at home.

Especially when going to work.

That's clearly not something someone with her salary can afford.

If someone with ulterior motives sees this, there will be gossip and idle chatter.

Lu Jie has always felt that she is extremely happy.

Although she doesn't have any special talents, she has the best friend in the world.

I buy her this and that, and when she's unhappy, I drink with her.

Jiang Ruan made a fortune for the first time: one million.

He transferred 500,000 yuan to her card that same day.

Over the years, I've sent her money every now and then whenever I made some money.

In fact, Lu Jie is already quite wealthy without even realizing it.

But she has always preferred to keep a low profile.

"Lu Jie, do you think this bag is pretty?"

"It's purple, I can wear it with a fur coat, doesn't it look stylish?"

Jiang Ruan turned her head happily and asked her, holding a purple bag in her hand and gesturing in front of the mirror.

(End of this chapter)