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Chapter 2 Is He The Father Of The Child?

  • "Sang Qi?"
  • The man's face appeared before me, and I involuntarily let go.
  • I recognized him.
  • It was Sang Qi, the vice president of Da Yu Group. I had interviewed him before.
  • Da Yu Group was established by the Sang brothers and had quickly become a leading domestic enterprise.
  • Sang Qi was the second young master of the Sang family, known for his ruthlessness and efficiency. Before the age of thirty, he had become the vice president of Da Yu Group, wielding almost absolute authority.
  • Could someone like him be interested in me?
  • I couldn't help but hesitate, but I could see a flicker of recognition in his eyes.
  • He remembered me.
  • "Let go," the man said coldly.
  • Just then, an assistant hurriedly approached with an umbrella. "Mr. Sang, the meeting is about to start. Please go inside."
  • "Okay," Sang Qi responded indifferently and turned to leave.
  • Instinctively, I grabbed his sleeve again and asked hesitantly, "Wait, did you go to the hospital this morning?"
  • Sang Qi's expression grew even colder.
  • The heavy rain fell on my face, making it hard to keep my eyes open. "Please tell me, it's important to me."
  • He glanced at me, his gaze slightly darkened, and then threw the umbrella he was holding at me. "Get lost."
  • The rain instantly soaked his head, and the assistant quickly reacted and went over to hold the umbrella for Sang Qi.
  • Watching their receding figures, I held the umbrella handle in my hand, feeling a bit lost.
  • Maybe I made a mistake. It's not him... right?
  • The rain was kept at bay by the large black umbrella, and I pinched my hand, forcing myself to calm down. But I felt a slight prick in my palm and couldn't help but open my hand to take a look.
  • A delicate cufflink lay quietly in my palm.
  • The key point was that this cufflink was almost identical to the one I had found in the hotel earlier, except that it was slightly smaller.
  • That morning, I woke up in the presidential suite and accidentally found a cufflink on the carpet.
  • Because I found it strange at the time, I kept the cufflink.
  • "..." I suddenly looked up in the direction Sang Qi had left, but he had already disappeared.
  • Just then, a car stopped beside me, and a man in a suit and leather shoes approached me with a yellow-checked umbrella.
  • He smiled and said, "Miss Xia, it's time to go home."
  • It was him, the man who had kept me locked up in the villa.
  • Secretary Dong.
  • I stepped back cautiously, on guard. "That's not my home."
  • Secretary Dong bowed and opened the car door, "Miss Xia, even if you don't consider yourself, you should think about the child in your belly, don't you think?"
  • I was taken aback.
  • Then, he smiled slightly and said, "Do you really want to know who the father of the child is?"
  • "Sang Qi."
  • I sneered and tightened my grip on the black umbrella in my hand, "He is the father, isn't he?"
  • Secretary Dong was momentarily stunned, but quickly shook his head, "No."
  • He looked sincere, and I furrowed my brows.
  • Not Sang Qi?
  • "Miss Xia, if you really want to know what's going on, please get in the car."
  • "Fine." I compromised.
  • After learning about what He Congan had done, I no longer hoped to hide in the He family. I just wanted to find the man who had caused me all this trouble.
  • A few minutes later, the car slowly entered the garden villa community in the city center.
  • This place is prime real estate, a famous wealthy area in the city. It can be said that not everyone can afford to live here.
  • This is the three-story villa where I had been staying before.
  • Inside the house, a servant approached, "Miss Xia, the bathroom has been prepared with hot water. Please take a bath first."
  • I pushed her aside and stared at Secretary Dong intently.
  • "I want to see your boss," I said firmly.
  • He seemed to anticipate this request and responded in a formulaic manner, "When the time comes for the meeting, you will naturally see him."
  • "If I can't see him, then he won't see the child in my belly either."
  • I firmly believed that this baby in my belly was the bargaining chip.
  • If that person didn't want the child, he wouldn't have provided for me here.
  • Secretary Dong remained unruffled and calmly said, "Miss Xia, I advise you not to act impulsively. If there is no child, you will never know his identity for the rest of your life. Please think twice."
  • "Is that so? If there is no child, whether I see him or not is indeed irrelevant to me, don't you think so, Secretary Dong?"
  • Secretary Dong remained silent for a long time before finally agreeing, "Alright, I will go and inquire."
  • "Not inquire, but must come. By 8 o'clock tonight at the latest, I want to see him. Otherwise... you know."
  • Secretary Dong silently retreated.
  • Once he left, my tense body finally relaxed. I quickly took a hot bath, ate something, and went upstairs to sleep.
  • Tonight, there would be a tough battle.
  • When it was past 7 o'clock in the evening and I was almost losing patience, the doorbell finally rang.
  • The servant went to open the door, and I slowly stood up and looked towards the entrance.
  • A pair of leather shoes crossed the threshold and caught my eye.
  • I held my breath as I looked over.