Chapter 25: He Owes Me a Child – If He Doesn’t Cooperate, She Has Her Ways…

She comes whenever she wants to, and doesn’t come when she doesn’t want to, imposing all her wishes on him. Why should that be?

“Young Master…” Wen Xi was about to open his mouth to persuade, after all, in the past six months, the young master had shut the door and lived his life, not knowing the situation outside.

But he could go out, and he knew that. The servants outside had gossipped a lot after seeing that the family head never came to Qingzhu Garden.

Now that the family head was here, the young master should seize the opportunity. Could it be that he would spend the rest of his life in Qingzhu Garden just because of a momentary fit of anger?

Meng Huan glared at him and went to meet Wen Zhaoyin in person.

“You actually just wanted to keep me as a plaything from the beginning, right? Now you also know that I don’t like you, and I don’t even want your child. With things like this, don’t force it. Can you let me leave?”

He wanted to talk it out with her. He really didn’t want to stay in the Wen family anymore. He had wanted to play the trick of seeking love in the beginning, but now he was not worthy at all.

“If you had agreed to let me abort the child back then, I wouldn’t have had to use your precious medicine. But in the end, it was to save me. After I leave, I will work hard to repay you with something of equal value.”

“With your condition, what kind of man can’t you find? Why do you have to insist on me?”

Ever since he learned that men could get pregnant, he had made up his mind to leave. It was just that he had never had the chance. Now that Wen Zhaoyin was here, he had to fight for this opportunity.

“Just let me go, please.”

Wen Zhaoyin stood at the door and listened to his speech, her dark eyes half-closed, hiding the anger within.

“Why haven’t you learned to be obedient yet? You’re even starting to say such things to me now?”

She raised her foot, walked past him into the room, and sat on the couch where she often sat before, patting the empty seat beside her for him to come and sit.

Meng Huan didn’t want to sit and just stood there with his arms folded, but she pulled him directly, and he steadily fell onto the couch.

He said angrily, “What are you doing?!”

Wen Zhaoyin said blandly, “Now you’re not even willing to sit beside me? Then how do you explain your attitude towards me before? Was it all an act?”

Meng Huan didn’t speak. He couldn’t answer this question. Although he had some good impressions of her before, there was indeed an element of pretense. But now that he had no interest, he didn’t want to pretend anymore.

Seeing his expression, she understood and smiled instead of getting angry. “What gave you the illusion that you could leave the Wen family after entering it?”

“Whether you’re willing or not, you’re my man and can only stay in the Wen family. Understand?” As she spoke, she grabbed his wrist tightly and pulled him towards herself.

Meng Huan couldn’t break free and was so angry that his eyes turned red. “Wen Zhaoyin, you’re crazy!”

“What’s the use of keeping me in the Wen family? Do you like to see me like this every day? If there’s no love, can’t you let go quickly?”

She leaned close to him, forcing him to meet her gaze. A pair of eyes full of anger crashed into a pair of deep, unfathomable eyes. Meng Huan suddenly realized that this woman’s gaze was so captivating.

Her usual gentle and elegant appearance was all an act. This was the real her now, absolute and obsessive.

“No.”

Wen Zhaoyin thought that half a year could make him seriously examine himself and become more obedient. After all, Pei Lan would often tell her about Meng Huan’s behavior during this half year, and it sounded like he had become much more tamed.

But she didn’t expect that this half year had instead made him go wild. He actually said something about leaving the Wen family if there was no love. She had really been too indulgent with him.

It seemed that being nice and reasoning with this man was useless. He was the kind of person who only responded to toughness, not softness.

Her other hand wrapped around his waist, making him press close to her, squeezing them together in an intimate posture.

Ignoring his struggle, she yanked open his collar and stared at his fair neck, saying, “You not only owe me the medicine but also a child.”

“How are you going to repay these two things? That medicine is rare in the world. I mobilized the entire Wen clan to beg Her Majesty for it and spent five hundred guards to obtain it.”

“The child is mine. You won’t return my child to me through me? Are you going to find someone else to have one?”

Could it be that he had someone else in mind, and that’s why he always wanted to leave the Wen family? Wen Zhaoyin felt that she needed to have Pei Lan investigate the Meng family.

Meng Huan felt the arm around his waist gradually tighten, squeezing him so tightly that he had some difficulty breathing. “What child? I absolutely will not have a child! That child also has half of my blood. I also have the right to decide whether to have it or not! I don’t owe you for aborting the child!”

“Don’t owe me?”

“If I say you owe me, then you owe me.”

He dared to say that he could also decide whether to have the child or not. Wen Zhaoyin laughed, the smile not reaching her eyes, and reached out to tug at his clothes.

It didn’t matter if he didn’t admit it. She could take it herself.

As for the child, it could be conceived again. With the lesson from last time, she definitely wouldn’t give him a chance to harm the child again.

Anyway, it was impossible for him to leave. Since he had entered her family and lived in Qingzhu Garden, he would be a member of the Wen family while alive and a dead person of the Wen family after death.

Meng Huan was not someone who easily surrendered. Although he couldn’t break free from her grip, his mouth never stopped, constantly cursing at her with all kinds of unpleasant words.

He didn’t believe that the woman could still be in the mood in this situation.

“You shameless little slut, you’re so desperate for a man? I damn well don’t want to give it to you. What can you do?”

Wen Zhaoyin indeed lost interest, but that didn’t stop her from doing things.

She threw him onto the couch while restraining his hands, not caring that his forehead hit the low table. She pulled over two handkerchiefs to stuff his mouth and called out for Pei Lan to send things in.

Did he think that throwing away the incense burner would solve the problem?

If all the men in the world could decide whether to accept favor, wouldn’t that cause chaos under heaven?

If he didn’t cooperate, she had her ways.