Reborn as the Cinnabar Mole of the Prince of Beijing's Elite Circle

If it weren't for the current situation preventing him from going to the hospital, he would have dragged An Cinian there. But it doesn't matter, the doctor can come to the house. In short, no matter what happens today, this fetus absolutely cannot be kept, and no one can stop him from making this decision.

An Cinian felt extreme panic. Her body trembled uncontrollably, and tears streamed down her face like a burst dam. With despair and anger, she shouted at Si Qiyan, "Si Qiyan, you have no right! You're not only going to imprison me, but you're also going to kill the child in my womb! Are you even human?!"

Although An Cinian's cries were like pear blossoms in the rain, full of sorrow and helplessness, Si Qiyan remained unmoved; his heart was harder than stone.

No, An Ci Nian will never give in easily.

Her eyes quickly scanned her surroundings. Despite the IV tube still attached to the back of her hand, she pulled it out without hesitation and then slapped Si Qiyan hard across the face with all her might.

Immediately afterward, she seized the opportunity, grabbed a cup from the bedside table, and smashed it hard onto the hard floor.

Amidst the shattering sounds, An Cinian swiftly picked up a sharp shard of glass and, without hesitation, held it to her neck, her eyes filled with resolute determination.

Si Qiyan's face turned gloomy, as dark as the sky before a storm, so dark it was suffocating.

"Si Qiyan, let me tell you, you want to abort my child? That's absolutely impossible. As long as the child is here, I'll live; if the child dies, I will commit suicide!"

An Cinian's voice was firm and resolute, her words revealing a determination to pay any price. As she spoke, she cut her neck with a shard of glass.

That once fair and flawless neck was now stained with blood due to the injury from the glass shards.

But if she wasn't ruthless, Si Qiyan would be ruthless to her. This person just wanted her to stay by his side, but what use was a dead person if she died? Si Qiyan should know how to choose.

An Cinian was truly decisive. Si Qiyan's heart skipped a beat. He opened his eyes, closed them again, and tried his best to suppress his irritable emotions: "Enough..." He swallowed his saliva and finally opened his eyes again, "Okay, I won't touch the child."

Feeling unwilling yet helpless, An Cinian acted on her word. She had always been like this since she was a child, let alone now. She was forced to pick up the phone and call Asheng back.

Looking at An Cinian leaning against the wardrobe, with that glass so sharp and pointed, how could An Cinian dare to be so ruthless?

"I promised you I wouldn't lay a hand on you. Now, come here."

She still dared not move, staring intently at Si Qiyan's every move, as if if he moved his foot the next second, her hand would also move. She would not move unless the enemy did not move.

"I told you to come here, don't force me."

All the patience I've ever had in my life has been devoted to An Cinian.

"Si Qiyan, please let me go~"

"I'm saying this one last time, come here." Si Qiyan ignored An Cinian's pleas, his attitude becoming even colder.

She was both scared and nervous, but she had no choice but to go. Si Qiyan had promised her he wouldn't harm the child. What if she disobeyed him and then went back on his word?

Holding the shards of glass, I walked up to him.

Blood flowed down her neck, and some even smeared onto her collar, showing just how ruthless An Cinian was to herself.

After pulling An Cinian to sit on the edge of the bed, he went to the bedside table and took out the first-aid kit.

An Cinian wanted to escape, but Si Qiyan wouldn't allow it. Everything was Si Qiyan forcing her. She looked at the terrifying man in front of her.

"What is your purpose in trapping me here?"

What are you trying to do? Are you just going to trap yourself here like this?

Each cut, like being slowly sliced ​​to death, yet somehow not fatal—this is the most agonizing punishment, leaving one caught between life and death.

I have no ulterior motives; all I want is you.

"Have you ever thought that what I did wasn't a conspiracy or a scheme?" He simply wanted to have his Qingqing.

An Cinian fell silent, lowering her head slightly. She didn't believe the nonsense this man was spouting. If he had no ulterior motive, why would he imprison her here? And what about A Yu? What would happen to A Yu? He must be frantically searching for her.

No, she can't stay here like this; she absolutely cannot sit and wait to die.

Xie Yu'an was almost going crazy. He searched many places, including with the Si family, but they couldn't find any clues. An Cinian just disappeared without a trace.

Even though Shu Yunji and the others rushed to Nancheng, and Lin Shu and Xie Jiaye also returned, there was still not a single clue.

What went wrong? How could someone hide someone so well?

"Xiao Yu, don't panic. Only by calming down and thinking things through can we find Xiao Nian's whereabouts." Looking at the dejected Xie Yu'an, Lin Yan could only offer this words of comfort. He knew that in this situation, maintaining a calm mind was the key to solving the problem.

At this moment, Shen Yuxiao rushed over, clearly arriving at the scene as quickly as possible.

"The boss found out. Madam went to a very small art gallery, and there are witnesses who saw her," Shen Yuxiao reported the latest news while panting.

Xie Yu'an was startled and stood up: "Where is he?" His voice was full of anxiety and urgency.

A bodyguard led an elderly man in.

He saw it by chance. The art gallery was small and not very famous, but he often collected garbage on that street, and the gallery owner would always give him some empty bottles.

That day, he arrived as promised. When his men reached the entrance of the art gallery, they happened to see a girl who was very beautiful and seemed to be a guest of the host family, so he lingered at the entrance for a while.

That's how he saw the assailant's back. Although he didn't know what had happened, he knew at that moment that it was definitely not a good thing.

Did you see who that person was?

Finally, finally, there's a clue!

"That person was dressed very formally, and looked like a person of high status, but I, I really don't know who he is." The old man seemed a little hesitant, and besides, he had only seen the person's back and profile, how could he possibly recognize him?

Just after the old man finished speaking, a figure suddenly flashed into Xie Yu'an's mind.

He quickly took out his phone and showed the old man a photo of Si Qiyan, hoping the old man could recognize the person from the photo.

"Does this person in the photo have their back to me? I... I only saw their back," the old man said uncertainly.

It seems so, but I'm not sure.

Xie Yu'an quickly took out a photo of Si Qiyan's back. He had taken the photo when he went to the Si family and took it without anyone noticing.

Even if Si Qiyan acts normally, he still feels that this person is abnormal. He is always hanging around in front of his wife, and when he disappears, he doesn't care at all.

The old man stared at the photo and exclaimed in surprise. He looked at Xie Yu'an, then at the photo of the back view: "It's him. The figure is exactly the same. I'm absolutely not mistaken."

Because of this statement, Xie Yu'an and everyone present received confirmation, and it seems that they now have the most direct clue!

Xie Yu'an finally understood the answer in his heart. It made sense that he liked An Cinian and knew Lan Mingqing, An Wenxin, and everyone around them.

With that, he asked Shen Yuxiao and Lin Yan to follow him out.

Shu Yunji was extremely anxious, grabbing Hu Zhenyi's hand: "Xiao Nian will be alright, right?"

She couldn't feel at ease, mainly because Xiao Nian was pregnant. Her usually delicate body was now burdened with a pregnant belly, so how could she not worry?

An Cinian was still sitting on the sofa, without her phone. Everyone in the house was Si Qiyan's man, and they were all doing their own things, ignoring An Cinian's plea to go out.

"Madam, why don't you have a bowl of soup?"