Scumbag God, I can see the entry of desire.

"Wife, if you are really pregnant with my baby, then give birth to it! Are you still worried that your husband can't afford to raise it?"

As he spoke, Lin Lang gently pulled away the quilt that was covering Li Meng's face.

Li Meng looked at Lin Lang with her big watery eyes and a hint of shyness, pouting her lips and saying, "No, I've just started dating, and I haven't enjoyed enough of the sweetness of being alone with you, so I don't want to have a baby so soon."

Lin Lang looked at the shy and cute Li Meng and felt his heart melt. He kissed her slightly pouting lips.

"Wife, although today is not your safe period, you won't get pregnant tonight. We can enjoy each other to our heart's content."

Li Meng's face was almost red, "Hubby, you are lying. If I get pregnant, you won't be the one with the big belly, humph!"

"Wife, have you forgotten that my nickname is Lin Banxian? I can tell you that you will not get pregnant tonight."

"Is it true?" Li Meng blinked her big eyes, somewhat unconvinced.

Lin Lang breathed in the faint fragrance of Li Meng and replied with a rolling throat: "Of course it's true."

"Wife, you always tease me for being a scumbag. How can a scumbag dare to make a woman pregnant so easily?"

Li Meng took the initiative to move forward and kissed Lin Lang's lips lightly, then blushed and said, "Hubby, if you really love me, I'm not afraid of getting pregnant."

"It's just that I have signed contracts for several dramas this year. If I am pregnant now and can't perform, I will have to pay several million yuan in liquidated damages."

Lin Lang replied arrogantly: "It's just a few million yuan in liquidated damages. Even if you are really pregnant, don't worry. I will pay the liquidated damages for you."

"But husband, if I don't make movies, I will have no source of income..."

Before Li Meng could finish expressing her concerns, Lin Lang hugged her and said, "Silly wife, don't worry about the money. After you get pregnant, I will give you one million yuan a month for living expenses."

"After you give birth to the baby, I will reward you with a single-family villa and give you 2 million yuan a month for living expenses. Do you still have to worry about not having an income and not being able to raise the baby?"

Li Meng was deeply moved after hearing what Lin Lang said. She hugged Lin Lang tightly, buried her head in his chest, and said with a choked voice: "Husband, you are so good to me. I know you are sincere to me."

Lin Lang stroked Li Meng's back and said gently, "Silly girl, you are the woman I love the most. If I don't treat you well, who else can I treat well?"

"Husband I love you!"

There was a fiery glow of emotion in Li Meng's eyes. With shyness and admiration for Lin Lang, she couldn't help but hug and kiss Lin Lang.

Lin Lang clearly felt Li Meng's emotions. Her body was trembling slightly in Lin Lang's arms, and the room was filled with an intoxicating and ambiguous atmosphere.

Lin Lang's heartbeat quickened rapidly, and he greedily kissed back Li Meng, whose whole body was burning hot. Everything was developing in the direction of intimacy.

At this critical moment, Lin Lang's cell phone rang suddenly, like a sharp whistle breaking the ambiguous atmosphere.

Li Meng's face flushed instantly. She lowered her head shyly and said softly, "Honey, your cell phone is ringing."

Lin Lang was full of impatience at this time. He frowned and said with a hint of anxiety and annoyance: "Don't worry about it. What can happen at this time of night?"

Li Meng blinked her big, lively eyes and advised with some concern: "Husband, what if something big happens in your company? Let's take a look."

Lin Lang was filled with melancholy and sighed helplessly: "Wife, we have reached such a critical moment, why are you answering the phone at this time?"

However, the cell phone kept ringing stubbornly, as if going against Lin Lang's wishes. Every ring reduced Lin Lang's interest.

In the end, Lin Lang could only get up from the bed with disappointment, walked to the living room reluctantly and picked up his mobile phone. The caller ID showed Han Zaiyin's number.

After Lin Lang answered Han Zaiyin's call, a strange woman's voice came from the receiver: "Hello, hello!"

Lin Lang raised his phone and replied, "Hello."

"It's like this, sir. Your wife got drunk in our COTTON bar and is now unconscious. Could you please come and pick her up and take her home?"

"Also, your wife drank two bottles of Macallan 1950 Speymalt whiskey, spending a total of yuan on the drinks, but she hasn't paid for them because she drank too much."

Immediately afterwards, the system prompt sounded in Lin Lang's mind.

Ding! The universal entry system prompts: "The woman calling is Feifei, the bartender of COTTON Bar. The reason why Han Zaiyin is like this is because she misses the host too much, and was ignored by the host, so she went out to get drunk alone, until she cried and got drunk in the bar."

After hearing this, Lin Lang felt as if his heart was hit hard and he felt a pang of pain.

Han Zaiyin's fragile character, like a porcelain doll, instantly emerged in Lin Lang's mind. She was alone and helpless, and as an orphan she had no relatives in the world, and her only emotional support was Lin Lang.

Thinking of this, although Lin Lang was reluctant to leave Li Meng's gentle arms, he knew very well that he could never ignore Han Zaiyin.

No matter what, Lin Lang couldn't just watch Han Zaiyin wandering alone in this dark night.

The scenes of their past interactions came flooding back like a tide. The dependence and affection that flashed in Han Zaiyin's eyes, and her pitiful appearance when she was broken, all filled Lin Lang's heart with guilt and pity.

Lin Lang had never expected that his unintentional alienation would make Han Zaiyin so miserable that she drank to drown her sorrows until she passed out in the bar late at night, totally ignoring everything around her.

After a brief hesitation, Lin Lang raised his phone and frowned, saying, "Please take good care of her first. Don't let any man get close to her when she's drunk. I'll give you a five-digit reward when I get to the bar."

After hearing this, the female bartender Feifei said ecstatically on the phone: "Okay sir, please rest assured, I will take good care of my wife and will never let any man get close to her."

After hanging up the phone, Lin Lang quickly put on his clothes and shoes, returned to the bedroom and hurriedly said to Li Meng: "Wife, I have something urgent to deal with. I'm afraid I won't be able to come back to accompany you tonight."

Li Meng was surprised to see that Lin Lang had already put on his clothes, and his expression became very serious. She knew that Lin Lang didn't even take advantage of her and was in a hurry to leave. There must be something urgent that needed to be dealt with.

"It's okay, husband. Business is more important." Although Li Meng felt a little disappointed, she still nodded obediently.

"Go to bed early, baby. I love you." Lin Lang leaned over and kissed the charming Li Meng goodbye, then hurried out.

"Goodbye, husband! Drive safely on the road."

Li Meng looked at Lin Lang's departing back reluctantly, feeling a sense of loss she had never felt before.

At this moment, Lin Lang was eager to sign in to the system every week and obtain the clone skill reward.

Because of the clone skill, problems like Lin Lang not having time to clone himself to accompany Han Zaiyin can be easily solved.

Then, Li Meng was seen standing in front of the French window, overlooking her home downstairs.

Lin Lang drove the McLaren convertible supercar away, the roar of the engine broke the tranquility around him, and he disappeared from Li Meng's sight in an instant.

AI generates beautiful pictures of Li Meng overlooking her home downstairs

Li Meng's heart seemed to be grasped by an invisible big hand, full of reluctance and melancholy.

Why on earth did he leave in such a hurry?

What kind of urgent matter could make him decisively withdraw from this sweet date?

Some uneasy thoughts emerged involuntarily in Li Meng's mind, and she bit her fingernails unconsciously.

Could it be a call from another woman?

Once this idea took root, it spread like wild weeds in Li Meng's heart, but she really didn't want to believe it.

Lin Lang had just left, but Li Meng couldn't help missing him already.

Li Meng stood in front of the window for a long time, and the scenes of her time with Lin Lang just now flashed before her eyes like slides.

Those gentle eyes and sweet words made Li Meng's mouth curl up.

Li Meng tried to convince herself that Lin Lang might just have extremely important official business to deal with, but the doubts and uneasiness in her heart followed her like a shadow and could not be dispelled.

It is obvious that Li Meng is also going to start suffering from Lin Lang's love.

Not long after, Lin Lang hurriedly drove to the COTTON Bar and saw the drunk Han Zaiyin lying in the corner of the bar. Her tears had smudged her makeup, and her drunken eyes were full of sadness and loneliness.

The female bartender Feifei was standing by and taking care of Han Zaiyin. She was saying some comforting words, trying to make Han Zaiyin feel better.

Neon lights flickered in the bar, and the spiciness of tobacco and the aroma of wine filled the air, stimulating everyone's olfactory nerves.

AI generates beautiful pictures of Han Jae-in drunk in a bar

The bartender skillfully shook the cocktail shaker behind the bar, and the wine rolled up and down in the container, emitting a charming luster.

Lin Lang took out 100,000 yuan in cash from his personal space, walked up to the bar and put it on the bar, then looked at the bartender Feifei and said, "Thank you for taking care of my wife!"

"This is a total of 100,000 yuan. My wife paid for 58,000 yuan of the wine. The rest is a tip for you to show my gratitude."

The female bartender Feifei was stunned for a moment. She didn't expect to meet a rich man. She received a tip of 42,000 yuan at once. Her eyes lit up instantly, and joy bloomed in her eyes like fireworks.

The bartender Feifei had a respectful and bright smile on her face. She quickly bowed and said gratefully, "It is my honor to serve you, madam. Thank you, sir!"

After hearing this, Lin Lang waved his hand, and the female bartender Feifei left tactfully, unable to hide her happiness.

Immediately afterwards, Lin Lang sat on the bar stool next to Han Zaiyin, gently stroking Han Zaiyin's thin back, feeling mixed emotions and his eyes full of heartache.

Han Zaiyin saw Lin Lang in a half-awake state, squinting her drunken eyes and muttering, "Hey, husband, why are you here?

"Don't you want me anymore..." Han Zaiyin's tears fell as she spoke, and she looked so aggrieved and pitiful.

Lin Lang felt a sharp pain in his heart. He hugged Han Zaiyin in his arms, stroked her hair and comforted her, "Silly wife, what are you thinking about?"

"You are the woman I love most, how could I not want you?"

Han Zaiyin's eyes were misted with a layer of water due to drunkenness, and her blurred eyes were full of longing and grievance. Her slender body nestled tightly in Lin Lang's arms, like a wounded fawn.

Tears welled up in Han Zaiyin's eyes, slid down her cheeks, and wet Lin Lang's clothes.

Han Zaiyin punched Lin Lang's shoulders again and again with her pink fists, crying drunkenly, "You're bad, you're bad, you're bad. I miss you so much. You always reply to my text messages perfunctorily and then disappear for several days."

"I really miss you! Wuwuwu..."

Han Zaiyin's slightly trembling lips and the way she looked at Lin Lang with deep affection were the pain of being gnawed by longing, which made Lin Lang's heart break.