This was a blatant threat, a naked coercion against Shen Cheng.
From the initial heartache and sky-high fury, Shen Cheng had gradually calmed down. His icy gaze swept over Wanqian and Shen Congming incessantly, his mind filled with incessant pondering—what exactly had Wanqian used to move his uncle, to make him betray him?
His uncle, no one knew him better than Shen Cheng, which was why he had entrusted him with the company's financial authority. However, an ordinarily inconspicuous person had surprisingly stabbed him in the back, forcing Shen Cheng to take him seriously.
Shen Cheng's gaze drifted over Wanqian's stomach. A thought flashed through his mind, but he quickly dismissed it. That woman Wanqian has such high standards; she couldn't possibly be interested in Shen Congming.
