This woman, it seems like she’s never displayed such an expression before.

Even when crying, she would hit him while crying, never allowing herself to be at a disadvantage.

But at this moment, she was eerily quiet, with a blank look in her eyes.

It was as if she was desolate and frail after having her energy drained.

Si Yuheng suddenly became somewhat anxious, tossed aside his tablet, and took two steps to the bedside to check on her: "Are you feeling unwell somewhere?"

Liang Anya gathered her thoughts, lifted her face, glanced at him, but said nothing.

He was so anxious, concerned solely about the child in her belly.

Let him worry to his heart’s content.

She would keep silent and let him worry himself to death.

After all, aside from this child, she had no other weapon against him.

Seeing that her eyes were still moving, Si Yuheng breathed a sigh of relief, but seeing her silent and still looking terrible, he lifted her chin toward himself: "What are you dazing off for? Speak up if you’re uncomfortable!"

She deliberately furrowed her brow lightly and clutched her stomach.

A small gesture that made Si Yuheng’s face change drastically. He strode towards the door, shouting down the hallway: "Doctor! Come upstairs quickly! The pregnant woman is unwell!" 𝐟𝕣𝕖𝐞𝐰𝕖𝚋𝐧𝗼𝚟𝐞𝕝.𝗰𝐨𝐦

Since Liang Anya was close to giving birth, Si Yuheng had arranged for an obstetrician from a private hospital to stay in the villa, in case Liang Anya went into premature labor or had any accidents.

Liang Anya hugged her knees, tilted her head, resting it on her elbow, quietly enjoying Si Yuheng’s anxiety and the bustling footsteps downstairs.

Not until the obstetrician rushed upstairs and entered the room with Si Yuheng did she curl her lips, with a mix of surprise and innocence, and said: "What are you all doing, not sleeping this late, it’s so noisy."

Si Yuheng’s expression changed, seeing her lazy but obviously fine appearance, he instantly realized that she was playing games with him!

The doctor glanced at Si Yuheng whose expression was gradually cooling and swallowed: "Mr. Si said Miss Liang is feeling unwell... Do you need me to check on Miss Liang?"

"You are the one who is unwell, I’m perfectly fine, no need to check," Liang Anya glanced at Si Yuheng: "Check whether he has prenatal depression, so tense and jittery over minor things, always screaming for the doctor. If this continues, he is very likely to get a mental illness."

Si Yuheng’s handsome face turned as black as charcoal.

The doctor, seeing Liang Anya’s demeanor which seemed truly fine, glanced weakly at Si Yuheng.

Miss Liang is not wrong about this, men indeed can suffer from prenatal depression.

It’s just different from women. Women get depression due to the physiological impacts of pregnancy, while men generally develop it due to the influence of their pregnant wives and psychological anxiety, causing prenatal depression.

Mr. Si and Miss Liang have been living together for these few months, it’s very possible he’s been affected and developed male prenatal depression!

"Mr. Si, would you like to get checked?" the doctor suggested quietly.

Liang Anya burst out laughing.

Si Yuheng, frustrated and embarrassed, grabbed the doctor by the collar: "Check your mother! I don’t have prenatal depression!"

The doctor, frightened by the man’s angry eyes, inhaled sharply; oh dear, it seems Mr. Si might really have a bit of prenatal depression, and the manic type at that!

Adhering to his professional spirit, the doctor, though fearful, mustered the courage:

"...Mr. Si, mental illness is not scary, as long as it’s treated early, recovery is no problem..."

Si Yuheng’s face turned utterly cold: "I don’t have a mental illness! Get out, out, out!"

The doctor dared not say anything more, turned around, and hurriedly left the room.

Liang Anya finally laughed out loud, but quickly shut her mouth, yawned, turned over, and lay down with her back to him.

Si Yuheng looked at the woman on the bed hugging the maternity pillow, posing comfortably ready to sleep, and restrained the urge to choke her: "Are you playing me?"

"I never said I was uncomfortable; you are overreacting," Liang Anya said without even bothering to turn her body.

After all, he wouldn’t do anything to her.

Now, he was even afraid of touching a hair on her body, fearing it might harm the baby in her belly. How could he possibly be rough with her?

Hmph!

Si Yuheng could naturally guess what she was thinking and gritted his teeth.

Relying on carrying the heir of Beiming Hall, she even dared to play him!

He had never been angered by a woman in his life!

When he was in A Country pointing a gun at the forehead of his enemies, this woman was probably still playing with dolls!

He strode over, fueled by anger, and abruptly lifted her from the blanket!

In an instant, he still remembered to support her waist, careful not to hurt his own heir.

Liang Anya sat up and met his eyes, which had turned beast-like deep blue.

The usually stunningly handsome features of the man trembled slightly with anger.

She shivered suddenly: "What... what do you want to do... You wouldn’t hit me, would you... Are you thinking of killing two lives with one blow... Ah, even if you do hit, not the face..."

Did she take it too far? Did she provoke him? Was he going to punish her?

She began to feel a slight regret.

He looked at her, silently observing as she covered her face, one hand supporting her waist to prevent her from slipping, and the other hand gripping her neck neither lightly nor heavily, facing him with a menacing tone: "Rest assured, how could I possibly hit you?"

Liang Anya let out a sigh of relief, thinking to herself that she was overly worried. How could he possibly harm his own heir? But before she could catch her breath, a shadow loomed over her, and something thin and soft sealed her lips!

She widened her eyes and took a moment to realize what was happening. She started hitting him while whimpering, "Are you sick—"

He persisted with her tender lips, unrelenting to her hits, and even intensified his grip.

She did not expect his method of punishment to be like this. After a while, when she lost the strength to continue hitting, her arms slid down and rested on the bed frame, leaving her only able to whimper and mumble in protest.

It hurts! Her lips hurt!

Originally only intending to punish her, he found a rare sweet and enticing flavor amid his aggressive conquest.

Although they had been living under the same roof, and even slept in the same room at night, he hadn’t slept on the same bed as her out of concern for squishing or accidentally hurting the fetus.

After all, the fetus in her belly was the top priority.

During this time, he hadn’t touched her, and hadn’t even thought about touching her.

He had brought her here to live simply to monitor her giving birth to the child.

If he wanted a woman, he could easily turn to Kasey.

Yet, at this moment, he felt an inexplicable regret.

Regretful that he only now realized how sweet and alluring her taste was.

Especially after she submitted, there was a moment when he grew fond of that taste and was reluctant to let her go.

Not until he noticed that she was nearly unable to breathe did Si Yuheng reluctantly leave her and straightened up, considering the punishment complete!

Liang Anya gasped for air and glared fiercely at him: "Si Yuheng, you—"

"Want another round of punishment?" Si Yuheng bent down, his arms bracing on the edge of the bed, trapping her in the center.

Liang Anya swallowed her words, the man’s gaze on her shifted, intense and deep, like a beast that had just had a hearty meal and was still hungry.