The CEO’s Substitute Wife Is A Genius
Chapter 245: It’s Not Like My Water Broke, What’s the Panic?

Chapter 245: Chapter 245: It’s Not Like My Water Broke, What’s the Panic?

Not sure if it was because the hairdryer was used for too long, but as soon as their lips touched, Jiang Man felt a surge of heat rushing up.

She pushed Lu Xingzhou away, her eyes smiling, and teased him, "What’s up?"

"Dry," Lu Xingzhou deliberately misinterpreted her words.

"I’m tired," Jiang Man said, feeling more willing than able.

She was indeed very exhausted today and just wanted to see Lord Zhou in her dreams.

Watching her listless demeanor, Lu Xingzhou’s jealousy flared up even more, thinking she had ’found a new love and abandoned the old.’

"I’ll move, you rest."

"..."

She couldn’t rest at all!

Lu Xingzhou knelt on one knee on the bed, the other leg supporting his body.

From a high position, he performed a disappearing act with his clothes right in front of Jiang Man.

With an irritable intent, he loosened the belt of his robe.

The clear lines of his muscles directly invaded Jiang Man’s vision, giving her a massive visual impact.

It had only been half a month, had his abs gotten much firmer already?

Seems like he hadn’t been skipping gym sessions behind her back.

It’s not that younger men are less appealing; it’s just that older men are more cost-effective.

Especially the kind that seem slim in clothes but are muscular underneath.

Although Jiang Man had seen many high-quality men, she was still utterly defenseless against Lu Xingzhou.

The orange light shone on the man’s buckwheat-colored skin, making it glow.

On his firm back, dense beads of sweat sparkled under the light, each bead distinct.

...

The next day,

Jiang Man woke up naturally.

As soon as she opened her eyes, she immediately smelled a rich scent of food.

She stretched and twisted her sore muscles.

Squinting her eyes, she saw a figure in black busily working in the distance, holding a knife and fork, seemingly plating food.

"Lu Xingzhou, I’m hungry."

Jiang Man threw off the covers and glanced at herself.

Oh boy! Naked as the day she was born!

Looking back at the man in front of her, he was neatly dressed, wrapped up tight.

"Hiss..."

She was about to get out of bed to put on her shoes and robe.

As soon as she left the bed, she furrowed her brow.

"What’s wrong?" Lu Xingzhou quickly walked over.

He glanced at the fresh red on the sheets, froze for a moment, then immediately realized something.

He quickly took the robe from the clothes rack and draped it over her.

Jiang Man shrank into the bathrobe, feeling a heavy, bloated sensation in her lower abdomen and instantly feeling extremely irritable.

She got her period!

Three days ahead of schedule!

This was the first time Lu Xingzhou had encountered a girl’s period; he had no experience and immediately seemed utterly at a loss.

"Sweetheart, just lie down for now, I’ll get the hotel to make some brown sugar water," he said.

After speaking, he picked up Jiang Man carefully and placed her back on the bed.

He then turned and headed for the door.

Reaching the door, he remembered he could use the phone, so he turned back, went to the sofa in the living room, and picked up the phone from the coffee table.

He held the phone for a while before he remembered how to dial.

Jiang Man couldn’t help but laugh and cry, "What’s the rush? It’s not like my water broke; look at you, panicking."

If he got this anxious just because she had her period, what would happen if she got pregnant? Would he become like a headless fly?

Lu Xingzhou didn’t reply; after connecting the call, he instructed the hotel room service in fluent Thai.

Thai always sounded funny, and no matter how handsome the guy, this accent could make anyone crack a smile.

"You’re still laughing?" After hanging up, Lu Xingzhou’s eyes were full of tenderness.

"Why didn’t you tell me you were about to start your period last night? If you’d told me, I definitely wouldn’t have touched you."

"It came three days early," Jiang Man raised her eyebrows, implying it was out of her control.

"Do you feel bad?" Lu Xingzhou strode over, his hand landing on her abdomen through the blanket.

"It’s bearable." Jiang Man’s expression remained calm. "Go to my bag and get me a pair of underwear to change into, and then bring a small roll."

"A small roll?" Lu Xingzhou looked puzzled.

"Big straight guy, have you really never dealt with women before?"

"..."

"Sanitary pad, get me a daytime one."

"..."

Lu Xingzhou didn’t say anything and stood up to rummage through Jiang Man’s backpack.

The outside of the backpack looked ordinary, but the inside was another story.

It was like a drawer, compartmentalized, with everything clearly organized, making searching very convenient.

But he wasn’t sure about the difference between daytime and nighttime ones, so he took them all out.

After studying the packaging bag, he tore open the daytime one and took out a pad.

A few minutes later, Jiang Man was dressed and glanced at the stain on the bedsheets.

Seeing her attempting to get up, Lu Xingzhou hurriedly pressed her back down.

"What are you doing?"

"Whatever I need to do," Jiang Man replied, looking as if she had fully recovered.

But her face was clearly very pale, and her lips lacked color.

"I’m hungry, I’ll eat first, then head to the production team."

"You’re not allowed to go today," Lu Xingzhou said authoritatively. "What do you want to eat? I’ll bring it over to you."

"Lu Xingzhou, I’m not that fussy," Jiang Man frowned.

But Lu Xingzhou ignored her: "You rest for these two days, be good."

"Then I’ll take a day off today," Jiang Man raised her eyebrows.

The two bargained: "Two days."

"Alright," Jiang Man nodded.

Her period lasted five or six days, and it was only the first two days that were uncomfortable. The rest of the days she was completely fine.

Actually, even the first two days weren’t that dramatic, it was just during severe bleeding that she felt very weak and needed sleep.

Perhaps it was because of last night’s ’exercise’, Jiang Man one moment claimed she was fine, and the next second her brows contorted.

She sat up, clutching her stomach and curling up.

"Does it hurt a lot?"

"A bit..." Jiang Man bit her lip in pain, clutching her shirt.

"Lie down; the brown sugar water will come soon."

Jiang Man nodded, no longer stubborn, and obediently crawled back under the covers.

Maybe it was because she washed her hair and exercised last night, and the weather here is hot; she probably caught a cold from the air conditioning all night, right?

Jiang Man was usually cool and tough, and this was the first time she appeared so fragile.

Lu Xingzhou felt extremely heartbroken. He continuously rubbed his hands and breathed on his palms.

Jiang Man curled herself into a shrimp-like shape.

Because of the pain and pressure in her lower abdomen, combined with cold hands and feet, she wrapped herself tightly in the blanket, daring not to move.

Suddenly, the blanket at her feet was tugged.

The next second, her cold feet were enveloped by warm hands.

"Lu Xingzhou, what are you doing?"

Almost reflexively, she pulled her feet back.

But the man pulled them back: "Don’t move, I’m warming your feet."

The man’s voice was gentle, just as warm as his hands, warming her.

Jiang Man was touched and surprised, looking down at her feet.

Lu Xingzhou sat on the edge of the bed, leaning over, his hands hidden under the blanket.

He was actually... warming her feet with his hands?

He didn’t mind at all, rather, he treated her like a treasure, his fingers ceaselessly moving over the back of her feet as if clearing her veins.

Jiang Man didn’t know what to say for a moment, looked at him, then quietly lay back down.

Feeling the warmth of the man’s hands, the heat continuously transferred to the soles of her feet.

It was a strange feeling.

For the first time in twenty years, her heart felt as if it was tickled by a feather, the frozen iceberg deep inside her melting from the surging warmth.

The iceberg began to melt...