Chapter 2 An Unexpected Marriage and Pregnancy

Her household register had been sent to the Civil Affairs Bureau in advance, and now that the marriage couldn't happen, she had to retrieve it!

Even before she arrived at the Civil Affairs Bureau, Lin Miao'er felt something was wrong with her body, her temperature becoming hotter and hotter.

Why was this happening? She must have been drugged by someone, and she didn't have to think twice about who it was.

She had gotten up early to wash up, eaten breakfast, and drank juice; Lin Ke had plenty of opportunities to mess with her.

But now that the drug was taking effect, what could she do? Even if she went back to settle the score with her, it would only make her own situation more embarrassing.

Whether it was her father or Su Shenghang, they would both think she drugged herself and framed Lin Ke, putting on a show of self-harm.

What a grand scheme of self-sacrifice.

Upon arrival at the Civil Affairs Bureau, Lin Miao'er was already feeling weak and limp, her small melon-seed-shaped face flushed red.

With great effort, she found Butler Wu and took back her documents.

"Miss, please wait, this is Young Master Su's ID card."

Lin Miao'er's lips curled: "Just give it to him yourself."

Her heart was ashen; the mere sight of this man's belongings disgusted her.

She needed to leave quickly; the drug inside her was getting stronger, beads of sweat forming on her forehead. It seemed Lin Ke was determined to rob her of her innocence today.

Would she be afraid? Without family affection, without love, nothing else mattered...

But she was the daughter of the Lin Family, and even if she had to give away her first time, it had to be with a man she respected.

Not far from Lin Miao'er, in the most inconspicuous corner, sat a man in a grey suit, his features hidden in the shadows,

As Lin Miao'er staggered toward the exit, someone stepped on her dress. She stumbled and fell toward the man.

She then fell into the man's arms and instinctively clung to his neck,

Gong Motin's hands rested on the VIP seat, his perfect profile and noble brows hardly concealing his pride and dominance as he looked down at Lin Miao'er in his arms.

"Get up!" he said in a low voice.

Lin Miao'er's mouth hooked into a smile, her lips parting slightly, "Tsk, what a penny-pincher, what's the big deal with sitting for a bit?"

In that moment, a torrent of sparks burst forth from the depths of the man's eyes.

But Lin Miao'er's originally dull and lusterless eyes lit up with brilliance at the sight of the man.

A man walked in briskly, his face filled with shock at the sight of Lin Miao'er, then he lowered his voice: "Young Master Gong, she's not coming."

"Then let her never come again," Gong Motin said indifferently, an intimidating aura radiating from him.

She heard him and secretly grinned, it seems this man had also been stood up?

Her fragile voice emerged: "You've been dumped by your fiancée too? Then that's perfect..."

Her voice was soft as cotton, sweet and crisp.

"Perfect for what?" Gong Motin's eyes narrowed as he looked at her lifted face.

Lin Miao'er giggled foolishly, "Perfect to marry me, of course!"

Marry? Gong Motin's gaze deepened as he scrutinized the woman in his arms, "Do you know who I am?"

"Of course, you're the bodyguard of the Gong family's eldest young master," Lin Miao'er's gaze became even more intoxicated: "Yes, it's you, that bodyguard..."

The fool Lin Miao'er hadn't picked up on the revealing address—"Young Master Gong".