"Yes, I'm sad." Song Qingchun pursed her lips to make a saddened expression, but the next second, she pouted girlishly at Su Zhinian. "But I know Little Sesame will understand. After they are in heaven, they will know we're doing this only for their sake.
"Honestly, I was incredibly sad yesterday, but now that I think about it, it's not so bad to not have the burden of childbearing. Honestly, I don't think I'm prepared to be a mother yet; I can't believe I thought I was ready to welcome a new life to this world. Therefore, taking away Little Sesame might not be an entirely bad thing, right? Su Zhinian?"
