Translator: Atlas Studios  Editor: Atlas Studios

Xirong Ziye's eyes were unfocused, and his face was pale as paper. Then, he suddenly started to strangle Xiamu Qingyan again. “You're lying. Lying!”

 Xiamu Qingyan could feel Xirong Ziye's icy cold hands as he choked her. She knew that if she spilled the truth, it would definitely overwhelm him.

 She was unhappy, and so was he.

 However, seeing the intense murderous look in his eyes, her heart shuddered. She had never seen Xirong Ziye like that before.

 “I'm not lying. It's possible to get pregnant with just one try…”

 Xirong Ziye's body was sapped entirely of energy. His mind was in a mess, and a pitiful aura shrouded him.

Not only did he fail to seek Bai Yaoyao's forgiveness, but he even got another woman pregnant.

 Even though he was in disbelief, he knew that it was possible too. After a night of drinking, it was possible that he got someone pregnant since he really missed Bai Yaoyao too much.

 “Xiamu Qingyan, I really want you to die in my hands!”

 “I know. But even if you kill me, you won't be able to find out about the woman and the child. I think it's almost time that she gives birth.”

 “You're asking for it!”

 “Xirong Ziye, I know everything. Since you know that I've done so many things, you definitely wouldn't let me off too. I'm going to die anyway, but I've already been prepared. Ha! That woman is in my hands. If I die, you'll never find her!”

 Xiamu Qingyan had already planned things thoroughly. Xirong Ziye felt accountable to other women, so if he were to hook up with some woman, he would never leave her in the lurch.

Moreover, that woman was pregnant now. Since Xiamu Qingyan had already landed herself in this mess, she would try to use this to save herself.

 Xirong Ziye strangled Xiamu Qingyan hard, hatred written all over his face.

 Xiamu Qingyan's eyes widened as her body trembled in fear. She was truly afraid now.

 Just before Xiamu Qingyan lost consciousness, Xirong Ziye let her go and slapped her hard across her face.

 She laid on the floor and panted incessantly. Her throat hurt as she coughed. She had almost lost her life because of Xirong Ziye.

 “Xiamu Qingyan, you better live your life well. Even if you want to die in the future, I won't let you die so easily!”

 After hearing those words, Xiamu Qingyan s.h.i.+vered.

 “Also, I'll let everyone in the Xiamu family learn about what you did.”

 Xiamu Qingyan suddenly felt that Xirong Ziye was a stranger to her. Feeling the dark and cold air around him, she couldn't help but shudder.

“What… What do you intend to do?”

 “You'll find out.”

 Indeed, after a short while, Liu Zhong brought in her trusted subordinate. Before Xirong Ziye could say anything, that subordinate knelt and begged for mercy.

 “Spill. Where did you send that woman?”

 “President, please have mercy. I… When I sent Miss Mei away, Miss Xiamu made me kill the child. I couldn't do it, so I let the woman escape…”

 Xiamu Qingyan listened and yelled shrilly, “What did you say? Escape? Did you send her to—” However, Xiamu Qingyan cut herself short. She had almost revealed her secret.

 Xirong Ziye's eyes narrowed dangerously. “Great, Xiamu Qingyan. You want to act like a madwoman? I'll make you go mad.”