So, he sat here all night without sleeping?
But she was just idly speculating and didn't want to meddle. She had just sat down at the dining table when the sound of the door opening came from the entrance.
Moh Shiche strode in with his long legs and threw a bag in front of her—
Luo Qiangwei paused in her act of drinking milk and looked at the bag, "What's this?"
"Contraceptive Pill," Moh Shiche, standing tall in front of the table, spoke indifferently, "We did it last night, didn't we? If you don't want the child then swallow this. It will put an end to all your worries about afterward."
Luo Qiangwei's hand tightened around the glass. She was momentarily stunned but quickly let out a laugh, "Tsk, tsk, President Moh has become so considerate. Do you provide a Contraceptive Pill to every woman you sleep with?"
The man frowned; he hadn't slept with any other women. His voice was flat as he said, "I provide it only for you."
