Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios

The car drove slowly along the roads of Beijing. Qiao Lian was still shocked by the things that had just taken place.

They had almost gotten caught!

I had been a really close call.

If it hadn’t been for Mo Xicheng’s wits, they would have definitely gotten caught.

If her clothes had been photographed, people would have been able to find out that she was Mrs. Shen. And if that happened, the whole world would know and he… would be able to find her.

Whenever she thought of this, she felt chills across her body.

She swallowed in fear. When she was panicking, she felt a big warm hand cover hers.

She turned her head and saw Shen Liangchuan staring at her while frowning.

His gaze was calm, so it brought along a calming effect. He only reacted after seeing Qiao Lian breathe out slowly.

Both Shen Liangchuan and Qiao Lian were sitting in the backseat. Shen Liangchuan was driving and speaking at the same time, “Brother Shen, Mo Xicheng is going to have his first scandal after being in the industry for so many years!”

Shen Liangchuan glanced at Qiao Lian and his gaze dimmed slightly.

They had almost gotten caught by reporters just now. She had been so scared… was it because she didn’t want to be with him? Or was it due to something else he didn’t know?

And at that moment, although she was composed, her eyes shone with panic.

Shen Liangchuan lowered his eyelids, as he held her hand tighter.

He even said, “Today has been such a special day.”

“Exactly!” Song Cheng continued, not realizing the odd atmosphere at the back. He even looked at Qiao Lian jokingly, “Ms. Qiao, do you know why Mo Xicheng has been stagnant all these years?”

Qiao Lian slightly shifted her attention, as she asked, “Why?”

“Although Mo Xicheng is portrayed as a man of few words, he is really capable, he—” Song Cheng rambled.

Qiao Lian interrupted him, “I can tell.”

He was just a stagnant small artist with only a few million fans on Weibo but, although not many people had attended his birthday banquet, they were all high status artists. This was enough to make someone think.

As a reporter, Qiao Lian had once investigated Mo Xicheng.

He was good at acting, had the looks, and one could even say he had an aura. There weren’t many people like him in the industry, and thus there was no reason for such a person not to be famous in the industry.

Confused, she asked, “Did he miss the chance?”

Before Song Cheng could speak, Shen Liangchuan answered her, “If he wanted to be famous, he could do so anytime he liked.”

Qiao Lian was confused, “Is he holding back his fame?”

He was literally a weirdo in the entertainment industry!

Who didn’t want to be really famous in the entertainment industry?

Even Shen Liangchuan, a bad-tempered man with a really strong character, was famous throughout the country!

So, why didn’t Mo Xicheng want to be famous?

Qiao Lian’s memories flashed back to Mo Xicheng’s melancholic gaze. She suddenly understood—he was a man with a story.

Her emotions were led away by Shen Liangchuan and Shen Liangchuan and without realizing, her fear had disappeared.

Shen Liangchuan alighted from the car somewhere near his house, so Shen Liangchuan took over the driver’s place.

Qiao Lian moved to the passenger seat and they traveled back to the villa.

Qiao Lian felt exceptionally tired after a long day out.

She leaned on the passenger seat and after a while, her stomach suddenly started hurting.

Then, she sat up straight, as she noticed a surge of heat flowing out of her stomach!

Had her… period come?

She instantly lowered her head and saw a faint patch of red on the seat cushion!