Huo Beichen looked at Li Tingyu and frowned. “Are you really going to miscarry?”
“What else? Do you want to give birth?”Li Tingyu asked back.
Huo Beichen curled his lips. “I’ve already said it before. It’s okay to give birth. It’s not like we can’t afford to raise a child.”
Li Tingyu clenched her fist. “That’s right. In president Huo’s eyes, you only need to spend money to raise a child. Give him a bowl and a pair of chopsticks and raise him up.”
Huo beichen could naturally hear the sarcasm in her words. “What’s wrong? I’m just saying it casually. You’re so angry.”
Li Tingyu turned her back and did not want to bother with him. Qize had grown up without a father’s love. Some people spent their entire lives healing their childhood. She could not give Qize a healthy and original family, causing Qize to suffer for the rest of his life, she would not give birth to another child.
