It was time for her to prepare for her escape from him.
She closed her eyes and pretended to be exhausted. Rong Shaoze glanced at her and then stopped talking.
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Back at home, he wrapped his arms around her waist as they entered the living room and sat down on the sofa.
The old housekeeper came out from the kitchen, and Rong Shaoze called her over.
"Young Master, do you have any commands?"
The man leaned against the sofa, still holding Lin Xinlan by the waist, his handsome face slightly cold and rigid.
"Call the madam tomorrow and tell her that the Young Madam won't be visiting her anymore. Xinlan is pregnant, and the fetus is unstable in the early stages. It's not suitable for her to travel back and forth. It's even less appropriate for madam's lectures. What if she gets upset and suffers from fetal distress? Who can bear that responsibility?"
The old housekeeper was shocked, her face turning a little pale.
