Xia Weiyi knew that her few sentences had ignited Xu Zhiye's rage. Her eyes darted around and soon spotted a fruit knife lying on a table not far away.
She swallowed hard and slowly shifted her body, inching toward the table and silently gripping the fruit knife from behind.
If Xu Zhiye dared to force himself on her or tried to harm the baby in her womb, she would definitely kill him with her own hands!
If it came to that, she would just end up staying again in the detention center where Ye Che had been!
As Xia Weiyi thought this, she suddenly felt empowered, her head held high, looking defiantly at Xu Zhiye.
But Xu Zhiye just stood there, maintaining his rigid posture.
Watching Xia Weiyi biting her lip and raising her brows at him, as if to say "what can you do to me?", Xu Zhiye felt both angry and hateful, yet he also couldn't help but be somewhat amused by her audacity.
