C11

Ji Yan was dazed for a moment as he stared at Xia Mu's grip on his sleeve.

"Ah Yan, let me go, I beg of you." Xia Mu tried his best to push Ji Yan away.

His knee was pressed against her stomach. With just a little force, the ball of flesh in her stomach would be gone.

"Speak, tell me the man's background." Ji Yan suppressed the unexplainable unwillingness in his heart