He had long legs and could cover ground quickly, reducing three steps to two. How could Zhao Mengmeng, already burdened by a large belly, possibly be his match?
Suddenly, she was caught by him.
Zhao Mengmeng wasn't afraid of him; she coldly turned around and faced Pei Chenyang with an emotionless expression.
"What do you want?" Her voice was filled with coldness and anger.
And as for Kus, still smiling, Zhao Mengmeng really wanted to slap the smile off his face.
What was there to laugh about?
"We didn't finish our conversation. I just planned to clarify things with you," Pei Chenyang answered calmly.
Zhao Mengmeng hadn't rushed over in a fury just to expose him.
"There's nothing to talk about. You've dared to do this, so I might as well terminate the pregnancy, and we can cut all ties, never to cross paths in life or death," Zhao Mengmeng said with a laugh that was more of a sneer.