Chapter 946: Chapter 926: Please Take Good Care of This Child
Si Yuheng’s narrow eyes squinted slightly as he looked at Liang Anya inside the car: "Consider this the last thing I do before I leave."
Her eyelids twitched, and she turned her neck: "Leave? You’re going back to A Country?"
He propped his arms on the car door, leaning into the car. His mesmerizing blend of Eastern and Western features, his eyes slightly upturned, exuded charm as he spoke in a low voice: "Reluctant? Don’t worry. I’ve calculated it. Your due date is at the end of the month. I’ll deal with matters over there as quickly as possible and rush back in time to witness the baby’s birth."
"Where did you hear anything resembling ’reluctant’ from me?" Liang Anya was both exasperated and amused.
Only then did he straighten up. "Originally, I planned to wait until my heir was born to return, but because the murderer of Boris’s daughter was caught earlier than expected, I need to go back and give an account. I’ll also arrange for a few trusted aides to stay in Yunling to oversee your delivery."
Huo Zhenyang had already informed the city police department, and Su Yan would be transferred to A Country for trial and execution.
Si Yuheng needed to take Su Yan to A Country for trial immediately. Even if he wanted to stay longer, he couldn’t. He had to return home first, deal with the matters, and then come back to Yunling.
Even after going back, he’d still have people monitor her. Liang Anya bit her lip.
Si Yuheng lifted her chin: "What’s with that expression? Planning a rebellion while I’m gone?"
"Nothing. When are you leaving?" She brushed his hand away.
"Tomorrow."
So soon? That caught her by surprise. It took her a moment to respond with just an "Oh."
...
Back at the suburban villa, dinner was over, and time passed quickly. It was already nighttime.
Liang Anya changed into her pajamas, dimmed the lights, and had just slipped under the covers when she heard the bedroom door open. Accompanied by familiar footsteps, a man walked in.
She thought Si Yuheng was also getting ready to sleep and paid it no mind. As usual, she rolled over and closed her eyes. But then, the mattress sank as someone sat down, and the blanket was lifted. He climbed in.
"Si Yuheng, what are you doing?!" She scrambled to sit up.
In the dim light, his long arm draped over her round belly. His icy blue eyes flickered as he shamelessly said:
"I’m leaving tomorrow. I wanted to say goodbye to my little heir."
Goodbye...
Ha!
Of course, whatever he said went!
"Saying goodbye is fine. Can you at least take your hand off?" She glared at him as his hand roamed over her belly like a rogue’s paw.
"How can I say goodbye without some closeness?" He continued to move his hand up and down, then lowered his head, pressing against her belly as if listening to the baby’s heartbeat. Suddenly, he frowned, looking tense: "Why isn’t it moving?" Saying that, he prepared to grab the home fetal heart monitor.
She bit her lip and snarked, "The baby is already asleep at this time. Did you think, like you, it has endless energy to keep moving? How about you rest, too?"
He breathed a sigh of relief but still refused to let go of her belly. "It’s fine. I’ll keep him company a bit longer. Not seeing me for a few days, he’ll definitely miss me."
Narcissistic!
She almost blurted out those words but stopped herself when she saw how he held her belly, cherishing it as if it were a priceless treasure, reluctant to let go. Her emotions wavered.
Sometimes, things were truly strange.
She had been a well-behaved girl raised in a respectable business family, doted on by her father and brothers. She had always harbored idealistic notions about love and marriage. Like any girl, all she wanted was a close confidante, a man she loved, and an adorable baby to make her world complete and beautiful.
Meanwhile, he had taken over family affairs in his teens, commanding respect and dominance in the underground black markets. Eventually, he led his subordinates to legitimize Beiming Hall, turning it into a partnership with the A Country government—a shrewd, calculating survivalist. In his personal life, he was surrounded by women, yet seemed incapable of truly loving anyone.
The two of them had lived worlds apart, on opposite sides of the globe.
Their environments and experiences were vastly different, separated by unfathomable distances. They were only tied together due to pure chance.
Yet here she was, carrying his child. Here he was, holding her like a husband, listening to her belly.
Husband? The very thought startled her!
This wasn’t the life she wanted. And he could never be the man she loved.
She was here having his child only because he forced her, because she had no other choice.
Sooner or later, she would leave him.
"Si Yuheng," she suddenly said his name.
He raised an eyebrow, puzzled as he looked at her. It was rare for her to call his name so gently.
Maybe because she knew he wouldn’t get angry at a heavily pregnant woman. Or maybe because he was leaving for home tomorrow, she mustered some courage and said hesitantly:
"After this child is born, I hope you’ll treat him well. If he makes mistakes or acts naughty, please don’t be too harsh on him, but don’t spoil him either. I don’t want him to turn out like you... Also, if you marry someone in the future, please choose a woman who will treat this child kindly. ...Thank you."
Each word was like a final testament.
It was her only request.
After giving birth, she would never see this child again.
She had to seize the opportunity to say everything she needed to say.
Silence hung in the air for a few seconds.
With a swift motion, Si Yuheng sat up straight, his eyes fixed intently on her. He leaned closer, his breath warm against her face: "Or, you could stop worrying so much."
She looked at him, puzzled.
"You could stay by my side, as one of my women. That way, you could take care of your child—my heir—personally. Of course, as the biological mother of my heir, your status would always be a bit higher than the other women," he said, scrutinizing her.
It was the first time he’d ever said something like this to a woman.
The women around him had always gravitated to him on their own; he never needed to exert effort by saying something like this.
She froze for a few seconds, then suddenly laughed.
Stay by his side as one of his women?
Like Kasey, Amy, and the countless Kasey-clones and Amy-clones he left behind in A Country?
Just how thick-skinned did this man have to be to say such arrogant, self-assured things?
He even had the nerve to guarantee her status would be slightly higher than the other women!
What, did he expect her to be grateful?
"What are you laughing at?" Si Yuheng’s eyes darkened. He was clearly displeased with her response.
He was talking about serious matters. What was with her attitude?
Her face turned icy, tinged with mocking amusement: "Thank you, Hall Master Si, for allowing me to stay by your side. Thank you for elevating my ’status above other women’... But no thanks."
His face turned cold: "Why?"
She felt that trying to reason with a man like him was pointless.
In his world, others always had to accommodate him. The thought of considering others, let alone women, never crossed his mind. What was there to say?
She snorted: "Because I’d like to live a few more years and not die a pointless death."
Si Yuheng coldly grabbed her chin: "What do you mean by that?"
