Kuang Heng looked at coldness indifferent expression on her face. Her heart was burning with anger. She swung her hand and forcefully closed the door. The moment the door closed, a loud sound rang out, echoing in the room for a long time.
After Zhai Ningxin body stiffened for a moment, it slowly softened.
"Let's talk." Kuang Heng walked over to the sofa and sat down. He leaned against the back of the sofa with one hand and casually placed the other on his body. He opened his mouth lazily, but his eyes were filled with anger.
Ever since he found out that Zhai Ningxin was pregnant, Kuang Heng's mood had become extremely agitated. He always felt that she was pregnant with someone else's child, and he wasn't feeling well at all. So, he thought of a way to get Zhai Ningxin to abort the child
