Jian Yufei's eyes widened in disbelief.
He actually told her to leave!
She was his wife, she was carrying his child, and it was the middle of a cold winter night.
He had the audacity to tell her to leave in front of his lover!
Fine, she would leave, who needs him anyway!
Jian Yufei was filled with anger and sorrow. She wiped away her tears and resolutely turned back to the bedroom.
Ruan Tianling watched her retreating figure, his eyes darkened into indifference.
He knew she wouldn't leave, she could never break away from him.
However, her interruption ruined his mood.
He hastily wrapped things up, tidied his appearance, and lit a cigarette while leaning on the couch.
He took a deep puff and exhaled a faint cloud of smoke.
Yan Yue nestled against his body, clinging to his arm with an aggrieved look on her face.
"Tianling, it was all my fault. I shouldn't have said those things, after all, she is your wife."
The man snuffed out his cigarette, lifted up her delicate chin, and broke into a gentle, indulgent smile.
"It has nothing to do with you. I was always fond of you. If it weren't for my grandfather insisting on me marrying her, why would I make you suffer?"
"Tianling, I'm not aggrieved, as long as you have me in your heart."
Yan Yue, feeling moved, rested her head on his shoulder, revealing a frail femininity.
Just as Ruan Tianling was about to comfort her, he saw Jian Yufei, now changed and carrying a suitcase, struggling to descend the stairs.
She was walking down the stairs, heavily pregnant and carrying a large suitcase, a sight to inspire fear.
Ruan Tianling was taken aback and quickly rushed over, grabbing her wrist.
"Who are you trying to impress? Do you think I will beg you to stay if you leave?"
Jian Yufei's fingertips trembled. She stared at him with sadness, coldly laughed and said, "Rest assured, once I leave I will never return! You can invite anyone you want, I won't bother you anymore!"
Ruan Tianling's pupils constricted, his eyes instantly filled with darkness.
Jian Yufei had always been obedient and gentle with him, not even daring to raise her voice. Now, she dared to speak to him like this, which naturally left him stunned and furious.
"Jian Yufei, you must be getting too brave! Don't think just because you're carrying my child, I won't dare to lay a finger on you!"
The wounds on Jian Yufei's heart only intensified, like salt being rubbed into them.
She was stubbornly holding back tears, her wrist struggling. "Ruan Tianling, let me tell you, I've had enough of this life! I don't want to stay here, I don't want to see you! Let go of my wrist, let go!"
"You..." Instead of letting go, Ruan Tianling clenched her hand even harder.
Amid the struggle, her suitcase tumbled down the stairs stimulating her nerves and causing her to struggle even harder.
Ruan Tianling grabbed her other hand, his grip strong, his eyes filled with fury.
He was angry, but she was angrier...
Jian Yufei's eyes turned red with rage. She bit his hand hard. Startled by the pain, he reflexively flung his hand, resulting in her falling down from the staircase.
"Ah..." With her scream, she tumbled down more than twenty steps.
"It hurts!" Landing heavily at the bottom, Jian Yufei clutched at her belly, her face deathly pale, her features twisted in pain.
Ruan Tianling hesitated for only a second before rushing down to help her up.
"Are you okay?" He asked with concern.