"Praying to Buddha won't help; only I can make you pregnant."
With that, he scooped her up and carried her toward the large bed.
Ye Anqi's body was tossed onto the bed, the man's strong frame pressing down—
His only aim was to get her pregnant.
Ye Anqi understood, he wanted to use a child to completely tie her to him.
A week later, Ya Shitian left.
He had to return to B City to handle some matters.
Ye Anqi stayed on the island, waiting for his next visit.
The sea breeze was strong.
Ye Anqi sat on the beach, staring into the distance in a daze.
"Miss Ye, the wind is strong here, you should go back." A maid came over, gently advising her.
"I'm fine," Ye Anqi replied.
"But the young master instructed us to take good care of you. If you catch a cold, we'll be the ones punished." The maid said with some dissatisfaction.
Ye Anqi turned her head, she recognized her.
This maid had recently been giving her strange looks.
Ye Anqi smiled and asked, "What's your name?"
