A Merely One Million?

"You're the one who forced me to get married, and you're the one who's avoiding me. Fan Yumeng, you really went through a lot of trouble for a mere one million yuan." Ji Zi'ang gritted his teeth.

He suddenly reached out and pulled Fan Yumeng off the ground with one hand, "Don't you think you're a little short-sighted? If you give birth to a child obediently and marry me, will you only get a mere one million yuan?"

His future was limitless. By then, he would have a few million or even dozens of million.

Even if she didn't want to marry him and only kept that child, he wouldn't mistreat the mother and son.

But why… Why did Fan Yumeng abort the child?

Ji Zi'ang's eyes were bloodshot as he gritted his teeth and looked at Fan Yumeng.

"No, listen to my explanation. I didn't want to abort it. I just accidentally..."