Gu Jiayin was speechless.
She could only think, what a cold man, what a heartless man, what a... terrifying man.
Amid Gu Jiayin's silent grievance, Sheng Qianchi's voice rang out again, "Jiayin, if Qin Xueyao wasn't pregnant, there might still be a chance for you and Pei Nianchen; but since she's pregnant, if you insist on being together, you'll be carrying infamy for a lifetime, like a rat crossing the street, flamed by everyone."
Gu Jiayin's eye corners were still full of mockery, "Following you, would I not bear a bad name? Is there any moral difference between stealing a brother-in-law and stealing a sister-in-law?"
"Hehehe..." Sheng Qianchi laughed softly, "How could I let my woman suffer any grievances? I have the ability to set things right for you, but Pei Nianchen may not."
He leaned forward, looking deeply at her, "As long as you nod and become my woman now, I guarantee those online news will all disappear without a trace by tomorrow."
