She was certain he wouldn't lay a hand on her, so she let herself relax a little.
Since things between them wouldn't escalate into physical violence, there was nothing to be afraid of. At worst, she'd get yelled at, and once it was over, that would be that.
Su Jia lay quietly beneath him, composed and unruffled.
Looking at that indifferent expression on her face, Lu Yanhe's cold smile deepened. "Su Jia, you're dead sure I won't hit you, aren't you?"
"I already said, if you want to hit me, then hit me. I won't fight back anyway."
His laughter had her body trembling uncontrollably. "You're really getting more and more capable, huh!"
Su Jia skipped over what he said. "Actually, I did think about it. If someday you had some other woman by your side, then I'd stop involving myself in your life. We'd each live our own lives in peace. And of course, I wouldn't tell you about the child either."
Lu Yanhe listened quietly, in silence.
