The apartment was bright.
Xi Siwei threw the medicinal oil in front of Shen Ruozhuo, his cold and stern face clearly showing irritation and impatience.
Just now in the private room at the bar, Shen Ruozhuo had his wrist injured by those men and was slapped hard on the cheek.
Physical injury combined with psychological fear made Shen Ruozhuo look very aggressive now.
Shen Ruozhuo curled up, raised her head, her eyes swollen and red, she had cried and screamed earlier.
"Thank you..."
"I heard you're pregnant?" Xi Siwei turned his eyes away, avoiding looking at the pitiful expression on Shen Ruozhuo's face.
In Xi Siwei's eyes, the pitiful look on Shen Ruozhuo's face was all a facade; he knew well how dark and narrow-minded this woman's heart was.
"I..."
"If you're pregnant, then go abort it. I have no intention of having a child with you." Xi Siwei spoke out his plan, not waiting for Shen Ruozhuo to finish.
