"..." Ye Anqi's face turned pale, suddenly feeling a little dizzy.
One blow after another, she simply couldn't withstand it.
Ya Shitian quickly supported her, asking nervously, "What's wrong with you?"
Ye Anqi took a breath.
She gripped his arm tightly, her gaze firm and resolute.
"I don't care what you're thinking, in any case, you can't go, and neither can my child! If you dare to take him away... I'll die right in front of you!"
Ya Shitian's eyes flickered with shock.
On the way back, Ye Anqi sat in the car, looking listless and absent-minded.
Ya Shitian drove with one hand, while his other hand held hers the entire time.
All the way, her palm remained cold.
He wanted to comfort her, but couldn't find any reason.
Seeing her like this, Ya Shitian felt very distressed and pained inside.
The pain was a manifestation of his own incompetence...
If he were strong enough, he could protect her and the child adequately.
But he was so powerless!
