Jiang Yeqing's expression darkened. "Bo Chengcheng!"
"Ptui." Bo Chengcheng looked him in the eye and declared, "Don't even dream. I will not give you a child."
"It's not up to you." Jiang Yeqing leaned over and breathed on the side of her face. "I don't have a child. Whether you believe it or not, that child isn't mine."
"Ha."
Did he take her for a fool?
Which man would keep a woman for three to four years for nothing?
Who the hell would let his kept woman bear another man's child, and on top of that still be at her beck and call?
Jiang Yeqing was a chauvinist and had always been possessive of whatever was his.
It would be impossible for him to raise someone else's child, much less someone else's woman.
She knew him too well. What he said made no sense at all.
Jiang Yeqing felt bitter sensing that she did not believe him. Very quickly, he lowered his head again in a physical show of his determination.
