Quadruplets' Charm: The Tycoon's Hidden Heirs-Chapter 147 - Dont Play Tricks on Me

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Chapter 147: Chapter 147: Don’t Play Tricks on Me

Chapter 147 -147: Don’t Play Tricks on Me

Another nurse came over with a syringe, filled with anesthetic.

Tang Yu was taking deep breaths nonstop, tears welling in her eyes, “I’m sorry, baby, it’s not that mommy doesn’t want you, I’m sorry…”

Just as she was drowning in guilt, the door to the operating room was forcefully slammed open.

The nurse who was about to inject the anesthetic into the IV bag was so startled that she trembled.

Doctors and nurses all looked over, including Tang Yu who was lying on the operating table.

After a few bodyguards stormed in, they pulled the doors open to their widest extent.

A tall dark figure entered, emanating an imposing aura, a cold oppressive feeling spread throughout the small operating room, as if plunging into an ice cellar.

Tang Yu had already sat up on the operating table, looking at the sudden turn of events with horror, her complexion pale, her body shaking uncontrollably.

“Who are you… This is an operating room; non-related personnel, get out immediately!” The doctor had never seen such a scene, and was terrified.

Tang Yu grew even more frantic and grabbed the nurse’s hand beside her, “Give me the anesthesia! Hurry up!”

Ye Sihan walked elegantly toward the operating table, his voice cold and dangerous as he spoke, “I’d like to see who dares to abort my child!”

He reached forward and roughly grabbed Tang Yu’s wrist, pulling it toward him, the terrifying darkness in his eyes shocking, “You should feel lucky I arrived just in time; otherwise, I would make everyone present accompany the burial!”

As the words “accompany the burial” fell, the doctors and nurses immediately felt a chill all over, as if they had entered hell.

No one dared to drive the intruders out, nor dared to help the abortion seeker.

Tang Yu was trembling all over, trying with all her might to withdraw her hand, but it was futile, “Ye Sihan, let me go! I don’t want to give birth! I don’t want to!”

The last three words broke into a cry.

“It’s not up to you!” Ye Sihan picked her up and took her out of the operating room.

“Let me go! I don’t want to give birth! Let go!” Tang Yu struggled in Ye Sihan’s arms, trying to break free.

However, Ye Sihan’s arm strength was too strong for her to get free in the slightest.

They left the hospital, and he threw her into the car—

“Ah!” Tang Yu fell into the seat, the low-pressure atmosphere inside the car made her dare not move.

The car had already started, the black figure sitting opposite her, cold as frost, appearing as if ready to kill at the next second.

“Why aren’t you resisting now?” Ye Sihan’s voice was devoid of warmth, the entire car as cold as if water would freeze.

Seeing that being forceful was useless, Tang Yu had to move closer in a soft manner, gripping his sleeve, pleading, “Can we not have the baby? Controlling me with the child is too cruel! He hasn’t done anything wrong…”

Ye Sihan grasped her chin with one hand, his angular features closing in, “You dared to abort the child behind my back? Did you think that acting first and reporting later would be okay? Are you too naive? Hm?”

“Ye Sihan, as long as the child is gone, I’ll do anything you want!”

Ye Sihan’s dark eyes stared at Tang Yu’s pitiful little face, and he changed his mind momentarily, his voice deep, “How about this, give birth to the child, and I’ll let you go.”

Tang Yu was stunned, disbelieving Ye Sihan’s words, “Aren’t you using the child to control me?”

“I now want an heir even more.”

Tang Yu’s mind was in chaos, seemingly weighing the feasibility.

If Ye Sihan’s words were true, after giving birth to the child, she could leave the capital, leave Ye Sihan.

But on the other hand, she would never be able to see the child she gave birth to for the rest of her life.

Was this the only cruel way to escape Ye Sihan’s control?

“I… I don’t believe you,” Tang Yu’s voice trembled.

“You have to believe me.” Ye Sihan’s thin lips covered her small mouth, kissing her as if in punishment—

“Mmm!” Tang Yu’s lips and tongue felt the pain, instinctively resisting, yet she was forcefully held tight against that broad, sturdy chest.

“Behave, give birth to the child and I’ll let you go,” Ye Sihan murmured, his voice husky as he slightly parted from her nearly breathless lips.

“You… you’re lying…” Tang Yu sobbed.

“Really,” Ye Sihan’s tone softened, but the hand that held her body was so dominant and commanding.

The car returned to the Ye Mansion; it was lunchtime.

Tang Yu was out of sorts, not wanting to eat at all, and turned to head upstairs.

Ye Sihan watched Tang Yu’s retreating figure and said in a deep voice, “She’s pregnant.”

The nearby butler, Wen Bo, was startled, then joyous, “Congratulations, Mr. Ye. I will spread the word through the whole Ye Mansion and provide the best care for Miss Tang.”

Tang Yu returned to her room, sitting limply on the sofa with a numb expression.

She had wracked her brain to get rid of the child, but in the end, Ye Sihan still found out.

With such rapid action, could he have known about her pregnancy all along?

After all, Ye Sihan was deep and astute; maybe he had found some clues at some point.

Right, Ye Sihan had left the Ye Mansion on a stormy night; it was actually for the sake of the child in her womb, wasn’t it?

How laughable that she had thought she was cared for, even if just a little bit!

The door to the room was pushed open, and Ye Sihan entered, followed by a maid carrying lunch, which was respectfully placed on the table.

Tang Yu looked out at the balcony without reacting.

All the maids left, closing the door behind them.

Ye Sihan watched Tang Yu, who was brooding, for a moment, then walked over and sat down beside her, “Haven’t figured it out yet? Hmm?”

“You want an heir, so you must want a son,” Tang Yu turned to face him. “What if the child in my belly is a daughter?”

Her asking this meant she was considering Ye Sihan’s proposition—to have the child and leave.

What else could she do? She didn’t want Ye Sihan in her life for a single moment more!

“I don’t favor sons over daughters; a daughter can become my heir just the same,” Ye Sihan said, pulling her hand toward the table and pressing her down onto a chair, “Eat properly.”

Tang Yu, sitting down, did not feel better despite what he said.

It would be ten months before the child was born.

What about the four little ones?

“I can give birth to the child, but I have conditions.”

“Speak.”

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“I won’t stay at the Ye Mansion. I’ll still live in a rented apartment, with the same life as before.”

Ye Sihan’s grip tightened on her chin, his black eyes sharp and intimidating, “Do you know whose child you are carrying in your belly? Do you understand the gravity of it? Any mishap, and no one can bear the consequences.”

“I’ll bear it,” Tang Yu said. “I will be very cautious.”

“Don’t play tricks on me,” Ye Sihan’s eyes darkened.

Angry, Tang Yu pushed his hand away and stood up, “What other options do I have now, apart from obediently having the child? Can’t I want to feel a little better about it?”

Ye Sihan looked at her with eyes deep and cold; the atmosphere in the room became oppressively heavy with his mood.

Sihan spoke up, “If anything happens to the child, the people around you, not a single one will escape.”

Tang Yu gradually calmed down.

This was his agreement.

“Aren’t you coming over to eat? Want me to regret this?” Ye Sihan’s voice was low and coercive.

Tang Yu didn’t refuse; she walked over, sat down on the chair, and began to eat obediently.

Ye Sihan served her some soup, “Drink.”

Watching Tang Yu drink the soup, he didn’t move his chopsticks, his eyes dark and unfathomable.

The emotions of a pregnant woman are the most important after all.