Wei, who was watching Lihua's interview on his tab, trembled hard.
'Now, I am pregnant and I miss him…I miss him very much.'
'I had imagined it would be a happy pregnancy. We would both do so many things together. We will plan for our child, do lots of shopping, decorate the child's room together, celebrate his first birthday…'
He stared at Lihua's figure, the tears shining in her eyes which gave him an urge to reach out and hug her. A storm rumbled in his eyes, recalling how he was the cause of her misery.
If I hadn't lost to Jiang Zhen…
He balled his fist, danger lurking in the air.
Wei put the tab aside and picked his phone. He dialed a number which was clicked in just one rang.
An American accent sounded from the other side. "Yes, Jiang Wei."
"Charles."
"You cannot be impatient. Your assistant Fu Renshu and that woman with him…what was her name again? Ya…Meng Ya, yes! They are helping me bring my force to China. You have to wait."
