Si Yuheng coldly watched this woman, who knew neither life nor death. She had behaved quietly these days, but it was all an act.
Behind the scenes, she was still scheming to abort his child.
His patience had reached its limit. Without wasting words, he grabbed her hand and dragged her toward the elevator.
Liang Anya came to her senses: "What are you doing? Ouch, my stomach hurts... It's over, I'm having pregnancy complications..."
Si Yuheng, of course, knew she was faking it. He glared back darkly: "Pregnancy complications? Come live at my place, and I'll have a doctor come and see you—right at the doorstep!"
"What do you mean?" Liang Anya was startled!
"Exactly what it sounds like!"
She instantly understood and fiercely tried to pull her wrist free: "You want me to live at your place? Impossible!"
"I already had my subordinates tell you last time: if you don't obey, you'll move to my place. Now it seems you haven't taken my warning seriously. Your chances are all used up."
