"What do you mean?" Sheng Qianxia's pupils turned a stark gray!
His last sentence, although phrased like a question with 'What do you think?', clearly didn't give her a choice!
She finally heard him speak, and this was his attitude?
Suppressing all her emotions, Sheng Qianxia continued, "Before, you even said to me that you would love my child..."
Her last hope seemed to be dashed...
She thought that if she laid it all out, perhaps there was still a chance...
But the result...
"Qianqian, have an abortion," he said.
"I don't want to!" Sheng Qianxia suddenly stood up from her seat, emotionally, and overturned the dishes he had prepared for her.
Maybe because she had been repressing her feelings for too long, she felt like she was going insane!
The hot soup scalded her hand, and it immediately swelled up, turning red.
Gong Beiyao instantly grasped her wrist, saying with concern, "Does it burn? Does it hurt? Let me see it quickly."
