Tang Yuchen glanced at her and sat down in front of the sofa.
With his leg crossed, leaning on the sofa, arms folded across his chest, he said, "You’re right, we have no relationship now, but I have a relationship with the child in your belly. I just came to see my child."
An Ruo stared at him, feeling an urge to curse him for his shamelessness.
"Who told you that you are the father of the child? What makes you think the child is yours?"
"An Ruo, do you dare swear on the child’s life that the child isn’t mine?" the man said sternly, sounding very displeased.
It was obviously his child, what on earth was she hiding.
"Are you afraid I will take the child away?" he asked, suddenly realizing.
An Ruo bit her lip and remained silent, which was somewhat an acknowledgment. She pointed at the door, avoiding his gaze, "Please leave, right now, immediately."
Tang Yuchen got up and walked over to her, his dark eyes calmly gazing at her, "You haven’t told me how many months along you are."
"You even know where I live. Since you are so capable, find out by yourself."
"I want to know now. If you don’t tell me, I won’t leave." He smiled slyly, looking around the apartment, then added, "There are plenty of rooms here; I could even sleep in the living room."
"..." An Ruo clenched her fists, wishing she could beat him if she were stronger!
"Hmm, still unwilling to speak?" The man lifted her chin, she angrily brushed away his hand.
"Four months, I’ve told you, now you can leave!"
Tang Yuchen’s eyes suddenly softened, he nodded and murmured, "Four months already, only six more months until he comes out."
His tone was laced with threads of anticipation and excitement.
An Ruo’s heart trembled, suddenly feeling a sense of desolation.
What would change when the child is born? He could only belong to her alone. She couldn’t provide a complete family for the child, and the thought saddened her.
"I’m really tired, please could you leave?" An Ruo said, her emotions low. Tang Yuchen gave her a deep look and said softly, "Rest well."
He turned and left, gently closing the door behind him.
With him gone, An Ruo sat down against the sofa, covering her face, her mind in turmoil.
She wanted to cut ties with him, to henceforth have nothing to do with each other.
Yet, having their child meant their ties could never be truly severed, bound forever in a complicated entanglement.
Would her future life continuously see Tang Yuchen appearing before her?
Even the mere thought of such a scenario was terrifying.
She had barely accepted the reality of their divorce and his engagement to Lan Keren. These were already painful enough for her.
Must she now accept the presence of him and Lan Keren getting married and having kids while he kept appearing before her?
If they had separated, they shouldn’t meet again. She wasn’t as strong as she imagined, always seeing him only deepened her pain, making her life miserable forever.
No, she must prevent such things from happening.
Immediately, An Ruo took out her phone and dialed Tang Yuchen’s number just as he was getting into his car. He picked up her call in a hurry.
He thought something had happened to her, a natural frown forming between his brows.
"What’s wrong?" he asked with concern.
An Ruo took a deep breath and said coldly, "Tang Yuchen, I admit the child is yours. But we’re already divorced, there are no ties left. Can you do one thing for me?"
Sorry everyone, there was a mistake in yesterday’s writing. Xia Nuo is over 24 years old, Leng Yan is over 19, and An Ruo just turned 23. When they were children, Xia Nuo was 17 and Leng Yan was 12, a five-year difference.