Chapter 8 Captivity

  Mu Tianyang walked towards the cloakroom: "From now on, prepare your own medicine, whether you take it before or after..."

  He suddenly stopped and turned around to look at her: "Remember, you're not qualified to give birth to my child! So it's best to take your medicine on time, otherwise you can't afford the consequences."

  Wanqing's hand trembled as she held the medicine, slowly unwrapping it and taking it according to the instructions.

  She put down the water cup and saw a set of women's clothes next to her, with underwear on top! She hesitated, stretched out her hand, then withdrew it, turning her head towards the closet.

  A moment later, the door of the cloakroom opened and she hastily lowered her head in fright.

  Mu Tianyang had changed into a new set of clothes, and was now walking out while tying his tie: "Change your clothes, don't wear the ones from yesterday!" Not hearing any response from her, he raised his voice, "Did you hear me?!"

  "I heard..." Wanqing spoke up, her voice barely audible. Afraid that he hadn't heard her, she cleared her throat, "Yes..."

  This time he heard it and nodded his head in satisfaction before leaving the room.

  Yan Qing slowly put on her clothes and went downstairs, feeling a dull ache in her private parts with every step. Thinking of the stormy night before, she really wanted to kill herself!

  The living room downstairs was empty. She stood there at a loss for a while, remembering that her mother was still in the hospital, and immediately walked towards the front door. She can't die! No matter what, she can't die! Mom needs her! She has to go to the hospital, mom is going to have surgery!

  She walked out of the villa and saw those two subordinates standing outside yesterday, she was stunned.

  "Miss Ting, please go back!" The two of them politely stopped her from proceeding further.

  "I'm going to the hospital!" she said.

  "The president has entrusted you with something, you can't leave!"

  "Why?!" Wanqing cried out loudly.

  "This is what the president entrusted."

  She was stunned and didn't know what to do, a moment later she asked: "Where did he go?"

  "The president has gone to work, Miss Ding, please go back to the house and wait."

  "I'm going to the hospital," Wanqing said, "My mom is having surgery."

  "Master's orders, you can't leave this house!" The two henchmen said coldly and pushed her into the room, locking the door.

  She twisted the door handle and knocked on the door board loudly: "Let me out——"

  In the afternoon, Mu Tianyang returned to see Wanqing lying listlessly on the sofa, with a boxed lunch placed on the coffee table beside her, which should have been bought by the bodyguard at noon.

  He walked over and looked down at her: "Not eating? Is starving worth it?"

  Yan Qing blinked and slowly sat up, grabbing his pants: "Where's my mom? How is she?"

  "Eat your rice and I'll tell you!"

  Wan Qing was taken aback for a moment, then nodded: "I'll eat! I'll eat right away!" After that, she opened the lunchbox and started gobbling down the food.