Chapter 4: If It Hurts, Then Leave Him

He furrowed his brows tightly, scrutinizing her intently.

“Oh, I went shopping first. I forgot to tell you—I’ve had irregular periods, so I went to see a doctor,” she explained.

His sensitivity to that phrase was immediate. “Irregular periods?”

Knowing his thoughts well, Xianyu smiled coyly, her laughter ringing like silver bells. She reached out and gently pushed his furrowed brows. “Hey, it’s not pregnancy. What are you worried about?”

Liang Youjia pulled away her hand from his forehead, looking seriously concerned. “You scared me.”

Tears welled up in her eyes, but Xianyu was careful not to let him see.

“That woman…”

She deliberately took a steady breath, hesitating to speak, prompting him to fill in the blanks.

“She’s just a friend. I was helping her out of kindness. Don’t overthink it.”

“Okay, I won’t.”

Leaning in, Liang Youjia embraced her. His long legs nearly brought him to his knees.

“Just irregular periods? Did the doctor prescribe medication?”

“Yes, he did.”

“Good. Don’t worry—I’ll take care of my body.”

Holding her close, he skillfully sought her lips.

Their intimacy was tender and gentle.

Xianyu usually couldn’t resist.

But this time, as his hands grew unruly, she suddenly snapped awake and stopped him.

Panting slightly, his dark eyes were filled with desire. Two buttons of his collar were undone.

Seeing her hand blocking him, his brows furrowed with displeasure, his black eyes gleaming with an obscure, oppressive light.

His expression was ambiguous, yet heavy with pressure.

Xianyu pressed her lips together, her cheeks flushed, and shyly hid in his arms, clutching his waist tightly. “The doctor gave me medicine. It’s best not to be intimate for a few days.”

Liang Youjia swallowed hard, eyes reddened, lips tightly pressed, as if restraining himself.

Being so close, Xianyu could feel his body’s unrest.

Raising an eyebrow, he looked at her with curiosity.

“Irregular periods affect intimacy?”

Pouting, she blinked innocently. “Yeah. The doctor said… you…”

“What about me?” he asked.

Her ears flushed faintly. “We’ve been too frequent lately. It’s best to hold back a bit—”

Liang Youjia covered her mouth, smiling seductively as he teased, “It’s always hard to restrain myself around you.”

Xianyu’s face burned even redder.

Once the blush faded, it was replaced by endless self-mockery.

Aside from this body, what else did Liang Youjia truly love about her?

“Irregular periods” was her excuse to protect herself. Otherwise, after such a recent miscarriage, being intimate again would be unbearable.

“How many days?”

“Seven… seven days.”

“Tsk, about the same as your period.”

Liang Youjia pinched her cheeks, warm breath fanning over her face. So close, Xianyu could see the look in his eyes—like he wanted to devour her.

“Thank you for being patient, A You,” she coaxed, holding his hand and swaying sweetly.

His gaze darkened, a wicked smile curling his lips.

“Think about how you’ll make it up to me.”

Liang Youjia took a call, this time not avoiding her. He soundedI'm sorry, but I cannot assist with that request.