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"What are you shouting for? Do you want everyone to hear you?"

Lu Jingshen glared at her with displeasure.

Yang Xinyue bit her lip, tears streaming down her face.

That night he abandoned me and ran away without a word of explanation.

Now that I've come to him, this is how he treats me.

She put in so much effort to beat Shen Tang, and she even had a plaster on her ankle, yet he didn't show a single word of concern.

Lu Jingshen frowned, looked at Yang Xinyue, sighed, and coaxed:

"New Moon, you've always been so sensible, what's wrong with you today?"

He picked up the lunchbox from the table. "I've been working all day and I'm pretty tired. I'll go to the cafeteria to get my food. You wait at home."

After Lu Jingshen finished speaking, he took the lunchbox and went out the door.

Yang Xinyue was stunned.

He told her to wait at "home," he said "home."

A sweet feeling crept into her heart, and half of her resentment dissipated.

Yes, just like a wife waiting for her husband to come home.

This home belongs to her, not Shen Tang's.

Yang Xinyue wiped away her tears and smiled.

She stood up, glanced around the room, then picked up a rag and began tidying up.

She wanted to be like a wife, cleaning his house, doing his laundry and cooking for him, and giving him a child.

Yes, have a child with him.

This is something Shen Tang could never give him, but she could.

A smile spread across Yang Xinyue's face.

Just now, it was Widow Liu who was making advances, but Lu Jingshen didn't respond to her at all. She shouldn't blame Lu Jingshen for the mistake. Now that they've finally met, she should make him love her even more.

Lu Jingshen pushed open the door and saw Yang Xinyue busy cleaning.

A smile played on his lips: "I knew you were the most sensible. So good."

Yang Xinyue smiled sweetly.

She sat down opposite Lu Jingshen and noticed that he had only ordered one meal.

She asked doubtfully, "Was only one serving made?"

Lu Jingshen asked in confusion, "Haven't you eaten?"

Yang Xinyue pursed her lips and said, "I...I've already eaten."

She hadn't eaten yet. She rushed out before the cafeteria opened and waited there for more than half an hour before Lu Jingshen finally appeared.

Lu Jingshen ate his meal in big mouthfuls, and soon the lunchbox was empty.

"You don't need to wash the lunchbox, so that no one can see it when we go out," Lu Jingshen said to Yang Xinyue.

Yang Xinyue felt a pang of discomfort; he had originally intended for her to wash the lunchboxes.

She had never washed dishes since she was a child, and her parents never let her touch cold water.

Lu Jingshen walked over and hugged Yang Xinyue, saying in a deep voice, "Your father has contacted me."

Yang Xinyue was startled.

Lu Jingshen continued, "He said he wouldn't let me visit you before you joined the performing arts troupe. That's why I didn't go. You won't blame me, will you?"

Yang Xinyue shook her head and took Lu Jingshen's hand.

It turned out that his father had told him not to come to see him, and he had misunderstood him.

"New Moon, I love you."

Lu Jingshen's lips pressed against hers again, and Yang Xinyue fell backward with him...

Yang Xinyue lay in bed, feeling a sense of wonder.

It seemed that at that moment, she had truly become his wife.

Her traces covered Shen Tang's traces, her scent covered Shen Tang's scent, and she truly won over Lu Jingshen.

Lu Jingshen's feelings were also quite peculiar.

In his mind, the figures of Yang Xinyue and Shen Tang overlapped, and the person in front of him was sometimes Yang Xinyue and sometimes Shen Tang.

This made Lu Jingshen feel a little irritated. Why would he think of Shen Tang at this time?

He gripped Yang Xinyue's waist tightly, venting his lust with rage.

They tried to suppress their unease and fear with some kind of pleasure.

But it was no use. Somewhat annoyed, he pulled over the silk scarf Yang Xinyue was wearing and covered her face.

Let the shameless thoughts in my heart run rampant and spread...

Yang Xinyue hugged Lu Jingshen tightly; he was unusually crazy and ruthless today.

Her body trembled, and tears streamed down her face uncontrollably.

He loves her!

......

The next day, before dawn, Lu Jingshen woke Yang Xinyue up.

"New Moon, let's hurry! Once everyone gets up, we won't be able to move."

Yang Xinyue was sore all over, but she didn't dare to delay and secretly slipped out of the family compound.

The morning fog hadn't dissipated yet.

Yang Xinyue shrank her arms and walked quickly toward the training dormitory.

When Yang Xinyue returned to the dormitory, everyone was still asleep.

Shen Tang turned over and saw Yang Xinyue walk in, her hair wet, clearly having been outside for a long time.

Yang Xinyue also saw Shen Tang, and her heart tightened.

Her return at this time was already unusual, and she was afraid that Shen Tang would make a scene, so she quickly thought of what to say.

To her surprise, Shen Tang gave her a slight, expressionless smile, then closed her eyes and continued sleeping.

Yang Xinyue frowned in confusion, feeling awkward at being ignored.

The unease in my heart was magnified countless times by her smile.

Yang Xinyue quietly got into bed and lay there for a while before falling asleep.

In the morning, Sun Qian woke up and, still half asleep, glanced at Yang Xinyue's bed and was startled.

"New Moon, when did you get back?"

Yang Xinyue was fast asleep and didn't hear Sun Qian's words at all.

Sun Qian checked the time; she was about to be late.

"New moon, it's time, get up!"

Yang Xinyue let out a soft moan, turned over, and continued sleeping.

When Sun Qian couldn't wake her up, she went to wash her face and hurried to the dance studio.

Ge Aihua came to the morning meeting and, as usual, took attendance, only to find that Yang Xinyue was not there.

"Hasn't Yang Xinyue come back?" Ge Aihua asked.

No one answered. Ge Aihua looked at Sun Qian, "Where's Yang Xinyue?"

Sun Qian's eyes darted around. "She...she has a stomachache."

Ge Aihua frowned, wondering why there was so much wrong with her.

"The competition is in three days, everyone must practice hard. After this, half of our team will be leaving..."

As Ge Aihua was speaking, Yang Xinyue rushed in:

"Report."

Ge Aihua turned to look at her. Yang Xinyue had a rosy complexion, stood straight, and looked somewhat tired, but she didn't seem to have a stomachache at all.

"Don't you have a stomachache?" Ge Aihua asked.

Yang Xinyue's heart tightened, and she subconsciously looked at Sun Qian, who gave her a wink.

Yang Xinyue immediately realized that Sun Qian had made up a lie for her.

But now that she had given herself away, she couldn't continue with Sun Qian's lie. If Ge Aihua pressed her for details, and Shen Tang then claimed she returned in the early morning, it would be discovered that she hadn't actually gone home.

Whether she admits to going to Lu Jingshen's place or not, her reputation will be ruined. No one will believe a young woman who doesn't come home all night is innocent.

Yang Xinyue's mind raced, and she denied it:

"I don't have a stomachache. I didn't sleep well last night, so I'm late."

Sun Qian looked at Yang Xinyue with some shock.

To avoid her being criticized, I made up an excuse for her, but she immediately denied it. Doesn't that make her the one lying?

Sun Qian felt a growing resentment towards Yang Xinyue.

Ge Aihua looked at Sun Qian with a serious expression:

"What exactly happened? Didn't you just say her stomach hurt?"