Pei Yang's lips parted, then closed again. His throat felt stuffed with cotton. Under Feng Wanting's gaze, he forced a stiff smile. "That's good. The Feng Family has such a vast business empire. Don't you want a child of your own?"
Feng Wanting stared at Pei Yang for a while, then lowered his eyes and said lightly, "Xile is enough for me. But if you could give birth, I wouldn't mind having another."
Pei Yang: "..."
If he really could give birth, he would have a child for Feng Wanting even if it killed him.
The words reached his lips, but Pei Yang never said them. He turned and sat down on the sofa, nervously pinching his thigh to steady his emotions through the sharp pain. "I've already promised Miss Lu. Come sit over here... let's try it once."
Feng Wanting had never been able to refuse Pei Yang. He hesitated where he stood for a moment, then, despite his deep reluctance, got up and moved to sit beside him.
"Go ahead." Feng Wanting wanted to see what new treatment plan Lu Yu had come up with.
There was barely half a fist's width between them, yet an electric current seemed to run through that gap, making even the air feel thick.
Pei Yang forced himself to stay calm and opened the folder in his hands. Inside was a form. The very first item nearly broke his composure.
<Treatment guideline one:
Look at the patient seductively and observe his reaction.>
"..."
A seductive look...
What exactly did they mean by seductive...?
Pei Yang wanted to rub his brow, but forced himself to resist. Seductive. It's just being seductive. I should be good at that... hadn't hooking Feng Wanting been a piece of cake?
Flustered, Pei Yang spent a moment working