Mr Xu Stay in Line to Remarry

Chapter 25 - You're not qualified to let me touch it

"Xu Yimo, stop!"

The voice of the person beneath him trembled, and even the hand that was tightly holding onto him began to tremble.

Xu Yimo frowned slightly and ignored him, tearing his shirt apart.

Lin Xiashua stopped struggling and turned his head around without saying a word. His nose turned sour and his eyes turned red. As he sniffed, the tears in his eyes couldn't help but slide down.

This was the man she liked. He could do anything for her as long as she said it.

She slowly closed her eyes, a trace of sadness flashing across them.

The man on top of her stopped what he was doing and looked at everything.

Is she crying?

Xu Zimo was inexplicably agitated. He frowned slightly as he watched her tears slowly flow down her face. He was so surprised that he couldn't bear it anymore.

He clearly hated her, but how could he not?

Lin Xia Hua's voice was somewhat choked with grief as she asked, "Xu Yi Mo, in your eyes, what do I count as?"

Or not even worth anything? Otherwise, how could he use himself to shake off that decisive attack?

From the very beginning, he didn't have any feelings for her.

Xu Zhiyin's lips were straight as his thoughts were in turmoil, but he still said coldly, "What else do you think you are?"

A despicable woman bearing the title of Madam of the Xu Family?

Lin Xia Hua vaguely guessed the answer. With a bitter smile, she covered her face, blocking the flow of tears.

The irritation in Xu Zimo's heart grew even stronger, yet it was mixed with a trace of unwillingness. Finally, he shook his hand off and retreated a few steps. He pursed his lips and said, "You don't have the right to let me touch you."

He didn't look at Lin Xia Hua's reaction as he shook his hand and left. He felt as if there was a blockage in his heart, a depressing feeling.

After his figure completely disappeared from her sight, Lin Xia Hua took a few deep breaths, adjusted her shirt, and carefully pulled it tighter. She pursed her lips and returned to her room with an embarrassed expression on her face.

She was in the master bedroom.

Lin Xia Hua changed into her pajamas and hugged her knees as she sat on the bed, feeling somewhat lost.

Back then, why had she insisted on staying and decided that as long as she had a child, everything would change for the better?

Since those illusions had been shattered and the people in Yinmo's heart had returned, they were as peaceful as ever and loved each other, what should she do then?

In the end, she didn't know why, but she fell into a deep sleep, having nightmares.

In the nightmare, Xu Yimo, who was holding Linjia, announced to her that he had to give up everything, including his children.

The child was not allowed to be born, even if she tried to justify her actions and gave birth to a child. Once born, the child would be deprived of the right to live.

Lingcun smiled gently in her dreams, and in her gentleness, she seemed to carry a few knives as she said to her slowly, "Lin Xia Hua, even if I left myself back then, you wouldn't be able to hold his heart. Right now, you can't even protect your child."

What flashed before his eyes was the child's pale face and their faces full of disdain.

She woke up abruptly in the morning and found that she was sweating profusely.

Lin Xia Hua stood in front of the bathroom mirror and watched her pale face. She spent almost half an hour comforting herself repeatedly. Remembering that this was a dream, she finally calmed down.

She also remembered that she was pregnant and could not overreact.

Even though she knew that everything in the dream was too real, and that if she allowed him to hate her as much as he hated her, Lin Gumo could occupy everything with just a few words.

This was because in Xu Zimo's heart, the Xu Family's matriarch would forever be Lin Meiji.

When she got up, she found out that Xu Zimo had already left the house.

Today was the day she was going to take a vacation from the wedding shop, so she stayed at home. At her desk, she took out a pen and a paper and began to draw the outline of a dress on the paper.

Yesterday, when he had suggested that she study design, she had planned to draw out a set of designs first. When thinking about it, with inspiration, he grasped the one that now outlined the rough outline and began to refine it bit by bit.

From morning until night, she had been busy all the way until she had succeeded in half. There was still one or two points of view that she had yet to draw from.

Lin Xia Hua held her chin, and looked at the work for a long time. She muttered, "I feel like something is still missing."

What was missing?

Before she could think of what was missing, a hand suddenly reached out from behind her back. The sharp knuckles of the finger brushed past her eyes as she took the piece of paper.

Lin Xia Hua was stunned. She subconsciously looked behind and was shocked to see that familiar face.

Xu Yimo stood behind her, holding her drawing paper and looking it over. A few words came out of her thin lips.

"Design?"

Even if he hadn't studied design, Xu Yimo would still have recognized it.

It was just that he was somewhat surprised that Lin Xiayuan was able to draw these.

Lin Xia Hua remained silent.

Instead, Xu Yimo glanced at her and spoke in a calm voice, "I didn't know that my wife had such a hobby."

Lin Xia Hua heard this and was a bit uncomfortable. She only nodded her head and didn't say anything more.

"Who are you going to draw for?"

"Do whatever you want."

"Painting at random?" Xu Yimo's eyes turned deep, as if he had thought of something, and he slowly said, "You are now the Madam of the Xu Family, don't forget your status."

The words' Madam Xu 'pressed down on her like a heavy burden. Obviously, she had never mentioned it before.

Lin Xia Hua tightly pursed her lips and said, "I know."

Xu Yimo laughed coldly. He raised his hand and took out a piece of paper. With a slight movement of his hand, a tiny crack appeared on the side of the paper.

He was going to tear it apart!

"Wait a moment," Lin Xia Hua's heart was somewhat cold. She thought of something, but still forced herself to open her mouth to ask, "Drawing a design plan yet didn't make it public. It's not considered disgraceful to the Xu Family."

Xu Yimo didn't reply, only glancing at her.

Only now did Lin Xia Hua realize what had happened. As long as he was wrong, it was wrong.

"You should remember what I told you last night." Xu Yimo's voice sounded somewhat distant.

Lin Xia Hua's heart chilled, his gaze came in contact with the young man's hand, and he hastily opened his mouth to stop him: "I remember."

"If you agree, I don't care about these things in the future."

Lin Xia Hua stared at the design paper in his hands, his eyes filled with dissatisfaction.

He actually dared to threaten her with this scheme of his!

However, he could not even resist.

He could say it, he could do it.

Why, she had to bear what Linjia wanted.

Lin Xia Hua lowered her eyes and struggled for a long time. A wave of helplessness gradually appeared in the depths of her eyes, but she still lowered her head and indifferently said: "Alright."

"You get ready. I'll take you to see Macley."

Lin Xia Hua's lips were straight, her gaze was fixated on the piece of paper, and her face gradually showed signs of exhaustion.

Xu Zimo frowned slightly. He threw the paper onto the table mercilessly and left without another word.

The piece of paper returned to her hand. It was lost and returned, but there was no sense of happiness within it.

Lin Xia Hua stared blankly at the piece of paper. The bitterness in her heart gradually spread and suffused into a faint pain as a cold smile suffused across her lips.

Xu Yimo, aren't you doing this for Lingmei!

She suddenly lost her mood and hastily circled the design, placing it in a notebook in the drawer. After randomly washing it, she went back to bed and fell into a deep sleep.