But just as he finished speaking, he delivered a heavy punch, landing on the young mistress's abdomen.
The swollen abdomen caved in under the blow, and the young mistress let out a piercing scream as a torrent of blood surged from her lower body, soaking and reddening the bed.
The young mistress glared fiercely at her husband, her eyes filled with murderous intent, wishing she could tear him apart.
"Don't look at me with those eyes..."
Chi Wenyan's voice was gentle and indulgent, and his gaze toward his wife remained infatuated and affectionate:
"My wife is a demon, and the child she bears is also a demon. Their life force is strong, and it's not easy to kill them with just a few punches and kicks, but..."
"Come tomorrow noon, it's hard to say."
With that, he struck the vital point, and the young mistress dared not continue her furious outburst, her gaze softening, showing a pleading look.
