Sharing Dreams with My Bestie's Cousin

Meng Fan responded, "Okay, just be safe and careful on the road."

Chen Jinhai nodded, went out, and closed the door behind him.

Meng Fan watched him leave, but when she turned around, she saw Rong Huaishen’s dark eyes staring at her.

His gaze made Meng Fan’s skin crawl, but she feigned calmness, "Why are you looking at me like that?"

Rong Huaishen withdrew his gaze, casually tossed his coat onto the bed, revealing a piece of his pale yellow underwear, and said, "You seem to greet every man with a smile, except me."

Meng Fan walked over to the bed to pick up the underwear and then retorted confidently, "If I greeted you with a smile every day, wouldn’t you find that hypocritical?"

Rong Huaishen didn’t think before responding to her, "No."

Meng Fan choked and silently cursed him for being insane, then went to the bathroom to put on her underwear.

When she came out, she heard Rong Huaishen say, "Aren’t you supposed to take it off when you sleep? Why bother putting it back on?"

Meng Fan: "..."

She had forgotten!

But she would never admit she had forgotten.

She adjusted her clothes and walked confidently to sit by the bed, "I don’t feel safe when I’m away from home; it feels more secure to sleep in my clothes."

Rong Huaishen curled his lips slightly, "I remember you said that you always take them off before sleeping; otherwise, you can’t sleep."

"..." Meng Fan’s expression twitched slightly, "You remembered wrong."

Rong Huaishen: "I didn’t."

Meng Fan still argued, "You did remember wrong. It must have been Shen Zhiyao, you must be confusing it with what Shen Zhiyao said."

After speaking, she lay down on the bed, covered herself with the quilt, and planned to ignore him further.

Rong Huaishen walked over to the bed and looked down at her, "It wasn’t Yaoyao who said that."

Meng Fan felt a bitterness in her heart as she had never heard him call her ’Fan Fan’.

Scumbag.

Why did he even come here, making her mistakenly believe that he cared about her, when in fact it was all an illusion, merely a responsibility that hadn’t been dissolved by divorce.

Meng Fan turned over, her back facing him.

Rong Huaishen leaned over and pulled off the blanket on Meng Fan, who immediately pulled it back, "Don’t touch my blanket; there are two beds, you sleep on that one."

He wrapped his arm around her waist, and lifted her up, "Get up and eat something."

"I don’t want to," Meng Fan resisted his embrace.

He didn’t let her escape, forcibly carrying her off the bed, and when Meng Fan kicked and struggled, he coldly warned, "Do you want to fall on the floor?"

Meng Fan: "You might as well throw me onto the floor."

Rong Huaishen sighed, "Stop moving."

Meng Fan didn’t listen to him, "I will move, I just..."

"I’ve never taken things as far with Shen Zhiyao as you think," he suddenly explained.

Feeling his arms stop struggling suddenly, Meng Fan stared at the side of Rong Huaishen’s face, "Are you explaining to me that you haven’t slept with Shen Zhiyao?"

Rong Huaishen set her down on a chair and pulled over a table, "What springs from emotion, should stop at the rules."

Meng Fan bit her lip.

She kept her face expressionless, as if she didn’t care whether he had slept with Shen Zhiyao or not, but inside, she couldn’t help but feel a secret thrill when she heard him deny it.

He opened the bag and took out the dinner inside, "I heard you weren’t eating well; I didn’t order anything special, just went out and bought some fried rice."

Meng Fan shook her head, "I don’t want fried rice." 𝐟𝕣𝕖𝐞𝐰𝕖𝚋𝐧𝗼𝚟𝐞𝕝.𝗰𝐨𝐦

He asked, "Then what do you want to eat?"

Meng Fan said, "I can’t eat anything; I’ll throw up if I do."

At this, Rong Huaishen’s eyebrows knitted together, "So..."

At that moment, Meng Fan suddenly blurted out, "Do you think I could be pregnant?"

At her words,

Rong Huaishen suddenly lifted his eyelids to look at Meng Fan, causing her heart to flutter for a few seconds, and she immediately denied, "Don’t worry, if I were really pregnant, I would have lost it on the ride over to grandmother’s house on horseback."

Yet Rong Huaishen asked, "Have you checked?"

Meng Fan shook her head, "No need to check; I’m too frail. If I were pregnant, this ordeal would have definitely caused a miscarriage."

Her casual words unknowingly set off an alarm in Rong Huaishen’s mind.

He suddenly remembered, "What about that time in the car half a month ago?"

That day he had been in a hurry and hadn’t used protection.

"What are you thinking? I already said it’s impossible; it was just a passing thought, or what, you want me to have your child?" Meng Fan half-jokingly asked.

Rong Huaishen didn’t respond.

Feeling her heart grow colder bit by bit, Meng Fan still maintained a calm facade, even smiling as she said, "Don’t worry, even if I really were pregnant, I wouldn’t tell you. I would never use a child to threaten you; I’m not that kind of person. Think whatever you like."

She thought Rong Huaishen’s silence just now had made his stance clear.

But his next words stunned her for a long while.

"I didn’t say I wouldn’t acknowledge it. If you’re really pregnant, let’s not talk about divorce anymore; from now on, let’s live well together," Rong Huaishen earnestly said.