Damn It, I’m the Villain Rich Second-generation Father?

After listening to Yang Hao's words, Yan Xuecheng knew that he had no affection for her.

But she doesn't care about that now.

"I can raise the child by myself."

"What I'm calling to tell you is that there is absolutely nothing you can do to this child."

"If something happens after the child is born, then I will definitely let Yan Ming expose your crime."

Yang Hao's face changed slightly when he heard this.

Because he had already arranged, whether it was before or after the birth, he would let his subordinates find a chance to kill the child.

What surprised him now was that this woman, Yan Xuecheng, had other ideas.

Some time ago, she was still stalking and entangled, focusing on the so-called love, why doesn't she seem to care about it now?

Her current focus is to worry that he will do something to the child?

"What nonsense are you talking about?"

"I really don't want this child, but I don't need to kill him after yours is born, right?"

"In case the matter is exposed, do I want to give myself more prison time?"

Yan Xue was relieved by Yang Hao's rhetorical question.

As long as Yang Hao doesn't have this idea, even if he really doesn't want to admit that the child is from the Yang family, it's fine.

"Okay then, I see."

"As long as you don't move my child, you can do whatever you want."

After all, Yan Xuecheng was about to hang up the phone.

Yang Hao felt something was wrong, he said again: "Why do you suddenly have this idea?"

"Did someone tell you something?"

"No, I saw a piece of news today. A man killed his own child for his career."

"I'm worried that you will do the same, so I warn you."

Yan Xuecheng didn't tell the truth, because he was afraid that people like Yang Hao would take revenge on a woman who passed by and chatted.

Although he doesn't know Yang Hao best, he also knows how cruel his heart is.

Otherwise, she wouldn't have made this call just because of Chen Mo's few words.

"Okay, you worry too much."

"I hung up."

Yang Hao didn't wait for Yan Xuecheng to say anything, and hung up the phone directly.

He stood by the window and thought for a while with a gloomy expression.

Turning around, he made another phone call to the subordinate who had arranged to watch Yan Xuecheng.

"Yan Xuecheng is on guard now, you retreat now, don't look for opportunities to attack."

"I'll talk about it after I've dealt with the affairs of the United States."

Now that Yan Xuecheng can't move, she has to continue to restrain Yan Ming.

When this matter is done, Yang Hao doesn't have to avoid He Tiancheng all the time.

At that time, he is not afraid of direct confrontation.

"Okay boss."

After the man in Kyoto hung up the phone, he stretched himself.

He took another look at the apartment where Yan Xuecheng lived, and said to himself: "Don't stare at Yan Xuecheng, pack up and drink!"