The man carried her to the front yard. Hearing his steady footsteps in the dark, Mo Xiao panicked. "You really want to take me out?" She was in disbelief. It was already so late, shouldn't he accompany Yuan Run Qing? As far as she knew, Shui Junzhi and Yuan Run Qing had a good relationship, but she was not even a mistress.

"Yes." In the blink of an eye, he carried her to the garage. Opening the car door, he threw her inside. "Girl, fasten your seat belt yourself."

Before Mo Xiao could react, his car had already left the Shui Family's main gate and was driving on the asphalt in the darkness. That direction was indeed the direction of Xin Garden.

The car was very quiet, so quiet that she could hear her own heartbeat. Many questions were on his mind right at the moment he brought her out. "Mr. Shui, can't your wife give birth?" She asked very politely, as if he was a stranger she had met for the first time.

Waterlord spun the steering wheel, but didn't say anything.

"Do you think she can't be born?" Besides this, Mo Xiao couldn't think of any other reason.

Perhaps it was due to her questioning, but Shui Junzhi finally spoke up, "No."

"Why is that?"

"You don't need to know." She thought it was ridiculous to be able to get her to give him a baby.

His bland refusal to talk shocked her. It was only then that she realized that she was getting ahead of herself. She did not question his rights and signed the contract. Her body did not belong to her until she gave birth to her child and gave it to the Shui family.

The car quieted down again. After a long time, he suddenly said in a low voice, "Xiao Yu, you are my second woman."

Did she really want to say it was true?

However, she didn't ask that question in the end. His expression told her that it was true.

Entering Xinyuan, Mo Xiao was so intoxicated that he momentarily forgot the silence at Shui Jia. "Do you want to dance?" Shui Junzhi pulled her towards the dance floor.

Looking at the swaying bodies on the dance floor, she felt that the image of Shui Junwen was not suitable for such a dance. "No, just sit down, I want to drink."

"No."

"Why?" She raised her eyebrows. He had brought everyone out, but there were still so many restrictions.

Without even looking at her, he directly said, "Perhaps, you are already pregnant with my child."

How domineering, how domineering, yet she could not refute, "Well, let's go dance."

Ye Zichen walked onto the dance floor and lightly swayed his waist, then completely relaxed as he blended into the slow tempo of the dance. Neon flashed in his eyes, he was truly a handsome man that would make women jealous of him.

But she wasn't happy at all.

He put his arms around his neck and said, "Shall we go to the VIP box later?"

"What for?" He smiled with a hint of evil, and this night was especially captivating to women.

"I want to be pregnant with your child." For this purpose, she wanted to do it with him anytime, anywhere, until the child was conceived.

"And then, leave me?"

"Well, isn't that what you and your wife want?" She was smiling brightly. There was a hint of anticipation written on her rosy cheeks, as if she wanted to get rid of him.

"Don't even think about it." He whispered into her ear. At the same time, he bent down to pick her up and walked towards the VIP box.

This was the second time they had entered the room. This time, he kicked the door open and instantly pressed her down on the sofa.