"Shen Cheng, whether you believe me or not, I've only been with you. When this child is born, you'll know whether it's yours or not."
Shen Cheng's eyes narrowed dangerously. Carrying another man's child and still wanting to give birth to it? Is Wanqian planning to force this cuckold's hat firmly onto my head? His heart was already fuming over the court's decision earlier that day; it had cost him several hundred million and thirty percent of the company's shares, and now she dared to openly flaunt that glaring green hat.
Does she take me, Shen Cheng, for a fool? Does she think I'm that easy to deal with?
"Wanqian, I'm telling you, either go to the hospital right now and abort that bastard child, or get out of here immediately! Otherwise, don't blame me for being ruthless." With a forceful stride, Shen Cheng lunged forward and grabbed Wanqian's chin tightly, five distinct, dark fingernail marks appearing on her jaw.
