Wei Yumeng was rendered speechless by his words. Coupled with the perverted methods Deng Xianyi had used on her earlier, she truly didn't want to say anything at all.
As long as he didn't take her to the hospital, anything could be discussed.
She closed her eyes and this time, obediently leaned into Zhan Mohan's embrace.
The coldness in the man's eyes slightly subsided. He carried Wei Yumeng to the car, and Mu Linjing resigned herself to being the driver.
As they passed a pharmacy, Zhan Mohan got out to buy medicine, giving Wei Yumeng and Mu Linjing an opportunity to talk.
Mu Linjing looked at Wei Yumeng with a worried expression.
"Yumeng, what do we do? President Zhan must be sixty to seventy percent sure that you are pregnant, not me. And did we just expose ourselves?"
How could a normal person avoid going to the hospital? Wei Yumeng hadn't disliked the smell of disinfectant in hospitals before. The main issue was saying such things at this particular juncture, which would easily arouse suspicion.
Wei Yumeng sighed tiredly, "There's nothing we can do. Anyway, he's only taking care of me tonight, so it shouldn't be a big problem."
Even if they wanted to investigate her, it would likely be later. They had to get through tonight first.
Mu Linjing remembered everything Deng Xianyi had done to Wei Yumeng and was still seething with anger.
"That Deng Xianyi is truly inhuman, to have treated you so harshly. Did it hurt a lot?"
"Yes, it hurt quite a bit, especially Deng Xianyi's expression at the time. You didn't see it; it was as if he wanted to beat me to death."
She had never seen such ferocity, such a deadly gaze. She dared not imagine if Zhan Mohan hadn't appeared, whether she would have been able to leave that house alive.
Mu Linjing, fearing this incident would leave a scar on Wei Yumeng's heart, kept trying to comfort her.
"But it's okay. Look, President Zhan is having Fang Xun teach Deng Xianyi a lesson, isn't he? That hour of whipping will surely leave him unrecognizable. He'll probably be in the hospital for half a month. That's considered getting revenge for us."
Wei Yumeng said to Mu Linjing with a serious and earnest tone, "Linjing, you were too impulsive just now. Deng Xianyi is a pervert. What if he retaliates against you later? When he goes mad, he's truly inhuman."
Mu Linjing felt a chill of fear as she recalled it and patted her chest.
"I wasn't thinking much at the time. I just saw so many injuries on you and was so angry. You're pregnant, and he hit you like that. What if something happened to the baby?"
Speaking of which, Mu Linjing stared at her belly.
"Are you really not going to the hospital for a check-up?"
Wei Yumeng shook her head and then looked out the car window. Zhan Mohan was negotiating with the pharmacy clerk.
"Even if they want to check, it will be after Zhan Mohan leaves. If I go now, wouldn't that be equivalent to telling him that I'm the one who's pregnant?"
Mu Linjing watched her walk step by step, so cautiously, not even daring to go to the hospital to check on the baby's well-being.
She suddenly felt that they might have made a mistake.
"Yumeng, I think President Zhan really cares about you. Didn't you see him when he came in? His expression was as if he had given up everything. If he didn't care about you, he probably wouldn't even have that angry look."
"Even if he cares about me, so what? If he finds out the child in my belly belongs to Xin Ran, he'll probably want to strangle me. Besides, I understand Zhan Mohan. If he likes you, he'll spoil you to the heavens. But if you cross his bottom line, he can make your life worse than death."
She wasn't worried about her own safety. But now she had a weakness; she wasn't alone anymore. There was the baby in her belly, and Gu Shuyi in the hospital.
If Zhan Mohan later threatened her with Gu Shuyi's life to force her to abort the child in her belly, she would have no choice.
She couldn't act impulsively and gamble, nor did she dare to.
Mu Linjing spotted Zhan Mohan returning with the medicine and quickly turned back, as if nothing had happened.
Zhan Mohan placed the medicine in the middle of their seats. "Don't touch water or eat spicy food recently."
"Okay, I'll remember," Wei Yumeng replied in a meek and gentle voice.
The man's eyes flickered with a hint of surprise at her compliant attitude. He glanced at her, and Wei Yumeng felt uneasy under his gaze, asking awkwardly.
"Is there something on my face?"
"No, I just feel you're very strange today. Normally, if I say anything to you, you're resistant, always feeling like I'm going to do something to you. Today, you're as docile as a kitten."
His expression was calm, but his voice carried a hint of a wry smile.
Wei Yumeng leaned against the car window, speaking in a very soft, powerless voice.
"No matter what, I was able to get through today thanks to you."
"Let's not talk about it anymore. Once this is over, don't bring it up again." Zhan Mohan feared she would feel bothered if she remembered this later, as no one liked to be treated like that.
Afterward, the few of them fell silent. Wei Yumeng really didn't have the energy to speak anymore. She also wanted to avoid talking too much with Zhan Mohan. As the saying goes, too much talk leads to mistakes. What she feared most now was inadvertently mentioning the pregnancy to Zhan Mohan.
It was like a time bomb, ready to explode at any moment.
When they returned home, Mu Linjing opened the car door and was about to help Wei Yumeng out when Zhan Mohan suddenly spoke.
"I'll carry her up."
His tone was commanding, brooking no argument.
Mu Linjing had no choice but to step aside obediently.
The moment Zhan Mohan approached Wei Yumeng, he could sense her body stiffen. He saw her restraint and unease.
"Wei Yumeng." He called her name.
She looked up nervously, "Yes?"
"Are you very afraid of me?"
She chuckled awkwardly, "No."
The man's gaze was extremely serious, his lips tightly pursed.
"You are. I can feel it from your eyes, your breathing, and every inch of your skin."
Wei Yumeng's heart pounded, and she forced a smile.
"Hehe... Am I?"
"You are," he replied with absolute certainty.
Wei Yumeng suddenly didn't know what to say. Zhan Mohan seemed determined to get to the bottom of it, and she, with a guilty conscience, naturally remained wary of all his actions.
Mu Linjing tried to smooth things over. "President Zhan, Yumeng's wound needs to be treated. Shall we go inside first?"
Zhan Mohan tilted his chin at her. "Go open the door."
Mu Linjing hurriedly nodded. "Okay."
After entering, Zhan Mohan carried Wei Yumeng into the room. He was already opening a package. Seeing this, Wei Yumeng quickly signaled to Mu Linjing. Mu Linjing understood. Before she could even step out, Zhan Mohan said.
"I'll apply the medicine for her. You go out first."
"I can..." Mu Linjing was instantly bewildered. Shouldn't you be the one to go out? President Zhan.
Seeing no movement behind him, Zhan Mohan slowly turned around, his eyes emanating a chilling aura that was particularly intimidating.
"Why haven't you left yet?"