Chapter 876 - Baby, My Baby

Chapter 876: Baby, My Baby

Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios

Jun Mosheng found the situation almost funny. “President Lu, how rude of you to go around opening someone else’s car doors.”

Lu Jinwen narrowed his deep eyes and laughed coldly. “And President Jun, you can go around touching the mother of my child as you please?”

Mother of his child? It was hard to rebuke this title.

Lu Jinwen raised his eyes and looked at Xuanji. “Are you hurt?”

Lin Xuanji felt intense pain in her lower back. She rubbed the area where she was injured and replied shortly, “Courtesy of you.”

Lu Jinwen pressed his thin lips together and said in a low voice, “Sorry...”

Lin Xuanji ignored him.

“It’s my fault, so let me take responsibility.” Lu Jinwen reached out and took the ointment from Jun Mosheng’s hands. He then said matter-of-factly, “Get out of the car. Let me do it.”

Lin Xuanji was speechless.

Jun Mosheng laughed out loud. He felt like this Lu Jinwen was so much cuter. Without saying anything else, Jun Mosheng got out of the car.

Lu Jinwen raised his eyebrows in satisfaction. He saw this Jun Mosheng in a better light. He got into the car and started unzipping her dress.

Lin Xuanji dodged him quickly, refusing to let him touch her. “I’ll do it myself.”

“Ha, so you’ll let Jun Mosheng do it, let Jun Mosheng take off your dress, let Jun Mosheng see you naked. Why can’t I do the same?”

Tang Mo’er was speechless.

1Was he jealous?

Of course Lu Jinwen was jealous. The thought that Jun Mosheng would have unzipped her dress already if he was just a little later practically drove him insane with jealousy.

“Liu Jinwen, get off the car. I’ll do it myself!” Lin Xuanji asked him to leave yet again.

But Lu Jinwen refused to move.

“Alright, fine! I’ll get off!” Lin Xuanji reached out to pull open the car door.

Outside the car, Jun Mosheng pressed a white handkerchief against his mouth, and coughed harshly into it. The handkerchief was stained red. He was running out of time.

Lu Jinwen walked over. “Flu?”

Jun Mosheng handed his white handkerchief over to his underling, then turned to Lu Jinwen. “Yes, something like that.”

Lu Jinwen took out a box of cigars, and threw one over to Jun Mosheng.

Jun Mosheng caught his cigar. He raised his eyebrows and smiled warmly. He had already lived out half his life and had spent that time going against Lu Jinwen. He would never have thought that they would be able to stand here together peacefully, with him accepting his cigar.

In another lifetime, these two geniuses could have been the best of friends.

Jun Mosheng spoke. “Thank you.”

Lu Jinwen took out his lighter and lit Jun Mosheng’s cigar. “I’m the one who has to thank you.”

Jun Mosheng was unable to hide the surprise in his voice. “Oh?”

“Thank you for taking care of my woman and son for so many years.”

Jun Mosheng was speechless.

This was Lu Jinwen indeed.

Jun Mosheng took a puff of his cigar. His features were extremely soft, as soft as the clouds in the sky, and filled with gentle sorrow. “Lu Jinwen, will you treat Xuanji well?”

Lu Jinwen lit his own cigar. He stood next to Jun Mosheng, one hand in his pocket. He frowned as he puffed on his cigar. “Jun Mosheng, I’m here now, so you can take a back seat. Stay away from Xuanji next time. I’ll be the one to love her.”

Jun Mosheng’s lips curved upwards and he murmured under his breath. He wasn’t talking to Lu Jinwen, but rather to himself as he mused, “Then I can rest assured.”

All these years, he had yet to marry and had no sons because of his devotion to Xuanji. Lin Xuanji was carved into his heart. She was someone he had guarded, loved and protected his entire life. Now that his time was running out, he could no longer protect her, so he wanted to hand her over to Lu Jinwen.

He didn’t want her to be alone.

It was fine even if the person beside her wasn’t him.

1...

In the presidential car, Old Madam Lu put the ointment on Lin Xuanji. At this moment, the car door opened and Lu Jinwen’s magnetic voice rang out. “Why aren’t you recovered yet? Is the injury serious?”

He suddenly stopped talking.

Lin Xuanji’s zipper was pulled open, revealing her slender back. She was already forty, yet her skin was still supple and white, her waist alluring. Her hourglass figure was like a flower vase, exquisite and flowing.

Lu Jinwen’s gaze fell onto her beautiful back, and stayed there, both unable and unwilling to move.