"So, you're really not leaving?" He looked into her eyes, demanding an answer.
Xia Yunsheng bit her lip, "I never said I wouldn't leave! But now... with Mo Sichen in this state, I can't feel at ease."
Cheng Yanzhi looked at her, "Xia Yunsheng, if you weren't pregnant, I would…"
"Would do what?" She stared at him, unable to comprehend his sudden fit of jealousy.
"I'd kill you!"
With that harsh declaration, he stormed out angrily.
Xia Yunsheng watched his retreating figure, "Cheng Yanzhi!"
He ignored her.
Mo Sichen was still lying in bed. As Cheng Yanzhi walked in, Si Yang greeted him respectfully: "Commander."
Mo Sichen opened his eyes to look at him, "Commander, you're back?"
"Just came to check if you're dead yet." Cheng Yanzhi said coldly, "Mo Sichen, are you pretending to be sick knowing that Sheng is leaving with me? You're quite a good actor."
He didn't believe Mo Sichen, always in good health, had conveniently fallen ill at this time.