Chapter 445 Three years later, I will give her to you.
Tang Xiaoya held the medical report, completely stunned.
She didn't know that she was pregnant with his child.
He was clearly very careful in taking precautions.
Only one or two occasional indulgences.
I never expected to get infected like this.
He has a fiancée now, so he probably...wouldn't want this child?
"Doctor, can you keep this a secret for now?"
Tang Xiaoya's voice was terribly hoarse.
"I want to take the medicine home; it's inconvenient for me to stay in the hospital here."
After saying that, she slowly took off her mask.
The doctor was visibly taken aback when he saw her face, then nodded.
"I'll prescribe the medicine for you."
"You'll be receiving several bottles of medicine to boost your immunity over time. You can only leave after you've finished the infusion."
“After returning home, you should stay in bed for at least three days.”
"Okay, thank you," Tang Xiaoya replied gratefully.
A little while later, Aunt Chen returned.
"Miss Tang, the gentleman said he's away on a business trip and will be back in three days."
Aunt Chen spoke in a flat tone, simply conveying an order.
"Moreover, he made you... stay in the villa and not go anywhere."
Tang Xiaoya's heart sank heavily.
"What did the doctor say?" Aunt Chen asked again.
"It's nothing, I just caught a bit of a cold, and my voice is a little hoarse," she lied.
At noon, Tang Xiaoya returned home, took her medicine, and then lay stiffly on the bed.
She lay motionless for an entire afternoon and night.
It was late at night, and she lay in bed, scrolling through her phone listlessly.
Suddenly, a push notification popped up, followed by a bright red "Explosive" word after the title.
#Young Master Yan and Miss Si fall in love in Yuncheng#
In the photo, Yan Jin holds Si Nuan on his lap, turns his head, and kisses the corner of her lips.
That usually stern face now held a rare tenderness.
The photo is very high resolution; it's definitely not a forced perspective.
The comments section has gone crazy.
[So it turns out that Sister Si's male lead is Young Master Yan, this is such a great couple!]
[The man is handsome and the woman is beautiful; this scene is so pleasing to the eye, it's a feast for the eyes!]
[They're a perfect match, a match made in heaven! Get married soon, I'll give a 100 yuan wedding gift!]
A flood of blessings poured in, and everyone was discussing this upcoming marriage of the century.
Tang Xiaoya stared intently at the photo.
His eyes were very red.
He'll probably be making love with Si Nuan tonight...
The phone screen lit up; it was a message from Qingning.
"Xiaoya, are you alright? If filming is finished, let's go back to Haicheng. Let's eat crayfish together on Jiangnan Avenue!"
Tang Xiaoya's fingertips trembled as she replied.
"I really want to go back..."
But there's no going back!
She doesn't know how she fell asleep.
All I know is that my tears soaked my pillow, leaving it cold and wet.
She had a dream.
I dreamt that I was standing by the roadside when a black car stopped, the window rolled down, and a handsome face was revealed.
He handed her a thick wad of cash.
I dreamt that I was kneeling in a torrential downpour, desperately digging through the rubble with my bare hands, crying out for my father, my fingernails flying and bleeding profusely.
I dreamt that my mother was missing, and I was searching for her frantically...
Those fragmented memories tormented her all night.
When she woke up, her eyes were very sore, as if she had been crying the whole time.
For three consecutive days, Tang Xiaoya stayed in bed and didn't go anywhere.
On the fourth day, Fu Yao sent her a message.
"Yan Jin is back, and she threw a tantrum as soon as she got to the company!"
"Yan Chen is here too, apparently to discuss your contract termination. The two brothers almost got into a fight in the meeting room!"
"Hurry and come to the rescue!"
Upon seeing the message, Tang Xiaoya jumped out of bed.
She quickly washed up, changed her clothes, and rushed to the company.
As soon as I arrived at the floor where the conference room was located, I saw the secretary running out of the room with a pale face and a look of panic.
Tang Xiaoya stood outside the door, which wasn't closed tightly, and the sounds of arguing inside could be clearly heard.
It was Yan Chen's slow, deliberate voice, yet every word was barbed.
"Brother, since you already have Miss Si, why force Tang Xiaoya to stay by your side?"
“She will have better opportunities at Sega. Can we have a proper talk? Let’s not get into any personal grudges, just talk about business.”
Yan Jin sneered.
Tang Xiaoya was all too familiar with that laughter.
"She is my woman."
"I just love listening to her cry beneath me every night; it has a unique charm."
"Yan Jin!" Yan Chen was completely enraged by his words.
She is a person! She deserves to be cherished, not treated like a toy!
"You're angry already?" Yan Jin's tone became even more contemptuous. "When you were having an affair with Xia Ran, did you ever consider my feelings?"
"In the end, you still can't let go of Xia Ran! She's back, why don't you marry her?"
"I have mysophobia." Yan Jin's voice was cold and devoid of any warmth. "I don't want any women you've been with."
"So you're still getting revenge on me!" Yan Chen's voice trembled. "Then come at me, don't make things difficult for Xiao Ya!"
"Yan Chen, Tang Xiaoya, you'll never get them in this lifetime." Yan Jin's voice calmed down, but it sounded even more ruthless.
"You want her to be your mistress for life? You want to deprive her of her right to marry and have children?" Yan Chen's tone was filled with anger.
“Since she chose money and abandoned me, she no longer has the right to get married and have children.”
"What if she's pregnant?" Yan Chen asked again.
Yan Jin suddenly laughed, "Then I will personally tie her to the operating table."
Strap him to the operating table!
These words made Tang Xiaoya's blood freeze.
He paused, his tone carrying a hint of condescending pleasure.
“Good brother, if you really like her, I will give her to you in three years…”
Three years.
Tang Xiaoya took a step back, unable to listen any longer, and turned to leave.
"Bang!" The sound of fighting came from inside.
She sat in the car, all she could hear were Yan Jin's heartless words.
Since she chose money, she no longer has the right to get married and have children.
I will personally strap her to the operating table.
She instinctively touched her lower abdomen, which was still flat, but the pain there made it hard for her to breathe.
So, he already hated her this much.
She naively thought that the arrival of this child might ease the tension between the two of them.
She was too naive.
Finally, she had the driver park the car in the park, where she sat on a bench wearing a mask, watching the crowds come and go.
I sat for a long time, so long that my legs went numb.
She didn't know where she was going; she had nowhere to go.
Until two bodyguards in black suits walked up to her and bowed slightly.
"Miss Tang, you should go back now."
Tang Xiaoya raised her head, her eyes vacant.
She stood up and walked expressionlessly toward the black luxury car parked not far away...
Back at the villa.
The lights were on, but it was so cold and lifeless that there wasn't a trace of human presence.
Aunt Chen came out to greet her, and seeing her distraught appearance, she asked with concern, "Miss Tang, are you alright?"
Tang Xiaoya didn't look at her, walked straight past her, and went upstairs with unsteady steps.
"Miss Tang, the master is back and is waiting for you in the study," Aunt Chen whispered behind her.
Tang Xiaoya paused for a moment.
You're back.
That's fine.
She pushed open the bedroom door, but didn't turn on the light; darkness instantly engulfed her.
She sat down on the edge of the bed and waited quietly.
After an unknown amount of time, steady footsteps came from the corridor, growing closer and closer until they finally stopped outside her door.
The doorknob turned, and the door was pushed open.
Yan Jin walked in and reached out to turn on the switch on the wall.
The light poured down, dispelling the darkness that filled the room.
Tang Xiaoya raised her head, backlit, and looked at the man at the door.
He wore a well-tailored black suit, his figure tall and slender with broad shoulders. His outrageously handsome face was now covered with a layer of frost, his thin lips tightly pressed together, and his eyes sharp as knives.
He walked towards her step by step, exuding a powerful sense of pressure.
"I heard you went to the company today?" He looked down at her, his voice low and unreadable.
Tang Xiaoya didn't say anything, she just looked up at him.
"Did you hear everything?" he asked again.
Tang Xiaoya's lips moved, forcing a smile that was more like a grimace.
"Yan Jin," she began, her voice hoarse, "what am I to you?"
"What are you?" Yan Jin sneered. He bent down, placed his hands on the mattress on either side of her body, and completely enveloped her in his shadow. "Tang Xiaoya, what do you think you are? You are the one who stands next to Yan Chen and challenges my bottom line time and time again."
His face was very close, so close that she could smell the clean, woody scent emanating from him, mixed with a faint tobacco aroma.
"You must remember every single word I say today."
He lifted her chin with his fingertips, using considerable force, forcing her to look him in the eye.
"You are my plaything, and you always will be."
His words were like poisoned knives, each one stabbing into her heart.
"Yan Jin, don't be angry anymore, okay?"
Tang Xiaoya's eyes instantly reddened, tears welling up in them, and she lowered her head.
"From now on, I will stay far away from Yan Chen and never see him again."
"You have no right to beg for peace!" Yan Jin's face was full of ruthlessness, showing no sign of softening.
"Yan Jin, do we really have to do this?"
She looked at him in despair.
"You're about to marry Si Nuan, why won't you let me go!"
"Let you go?" Yan Jin's eyes grew even colder. "Let you go, so you can elope with Yan Chen?"
He grabbed her wrist and pulled her off the bed.
"Tang Xiaoya, let me tell you, you can forget about it for the rest of your life!"
Tang Xiaoya struggled, her hand pinching her painfully. "I didn't! I have nothing to do with Yan Chen!"
"No?" Yan Jin seemed to have heard the biggest joke in the world. "He was willing to pay Kaka 300 million to help you terminate your contract, and you're telling me you two have no relationship?"
He abruptly threw her onto the bed.
Tang Xiaoya collapsed onto the soft mattress, her vision blurred for a moment, and a dull ache came from her lower abdomen.
She turned pale with fright and instinctively protected her stomach.
This subtle movement was noticed by Yan Jin.
His gaze fell on her hands protecting her lower abdomen, and his eyes instantly turned extremely dangerous.
"Why are you protecting your stomach?" He narrowed his eyes and approached step by step.
Tang Xiaoya's heart was in her throat, and her whole body was trembling.
"I...I'm on my period, and my stomach hurts. Don't touch me."
Yan Jin's cold gaze swept over her flat stomach, as if she wanted to see right through her.
However, she did bleed that night.
He leaned down, his warm breath brushing against her ear.
"Tang Xiaoya, you better not try anything funny."
"Stay here and don't step out of the villa without my permission."
His voice was soft, yet it carried a chilling undertone.
After saying that, he walked out.
Not long after, Aunt Chen invited her downstairs for dinner, saying, "The master said he would be very angry if you didn't eat."
Tang Xiaoya sat at the dining table, eating her meal listlessly.
Food does not taste good.
In the middle of the night, Yan Jin returned, reeking of alcohol.
Tang Xiaoya was awakened by his kiss. He leaned on her, his eyes glazed with intoxication.
"Tang Xiaoya, you're being naughty."
"Why won't you stand by my side? Why don't you trust me?"
He rambled on, his tone revealing vulnerability; this was another Yan Jin.
He slipped his large hand under her dress, his instinctive thought being to make love to her.
"No..." Tang Xiaoya pushed him away forcefully, picked up her phone, and ran to the second bedroom.
Yan Jin lay down by the bed and fell into a deep sleep.
The next day, Tang Xiaoya was woken up by a phone call from Aunt Lin next door.
"Xiaoya, your mother has fainted and been taken to the hospital. Come back quickly."
Tang Xiaoya was so startled that she jumped out of bed.
She rushed into the master bedroom, where Yan Jin was changing clothes in the dressing room.
His broad back was turned towards her, his suit accentuating his smooth shoulder line.
"Yan Jin, my mother is sick, and I need to go home to see her." Her face was full of anxiety, and she added, "Could you come back with me?"
Yan Jin looked at her coldly, "Stay here, you're not allowed to go anywhere."
“Yan Jin, that’s my mother.” Her voice trembled.
"She's my mother who gave me life and raised me. Please let me go back, I beg you!" she pleaded, her voice trembling with tears.
He glanced at her with cold, indifferent eyes, then turned and walked out.
That gaze pierced her heart.
Tang Xiaoya collapsed to the ground, tears streaming down her face.
After a long while, she wiped away her tears and made a phone call.
"Sister Nan, can you help me?"
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