The woman's tone was soft and sweet, and Ji Shiting's eyes dimmed.
"Does that mean you don't want to get rid of the birthmark?" His voice was deep and hoarse.
"Not really." Ye Shengge looked at him and said softly. "Of course I do wish for it gone, but I won't force you. If you want a child, I'll adjust my work plan immediately."
Ji Shiting curled his lips and said, "Don't worry. I won't change my mind."
Ye Shengge took a deep breath.
She clenched her fists and asked, "Why didn't you let me get rid of the birthmark? Are you just afraid of the trouble? Or do you care too much about me that you don't want me to get hurt?"
She didn't even believe it herself.
She had thought that the man would laugh at her for being delusional, but he hadn't.
The man's handsome face was still cold, but his dark eyes weren't teasing or sarcastic at all. He looked at her with such focus that she couldn't take it anymore.
