Yu Sheng looked at the knife in du Xiaoyu's hand and instinctively covered her stomach with her hands.
Her eyes did not change and remained the same.
When her adoptive father lost his temper, he would often use a knife. She had seen this kind of scene many times.
He had grown up in such an environment.
Sometimes, experiencing a miserable life was not necessarily a bad thing.
Just like now, at least he wouldn't be flustered or afraid in such a situation.
Staying calm was the most important thing. Yu Sheng not only had to consider her own safety, but she also had to be responsible for the child in her stomach.
Yu Sheng, I really love you. Two years, I've been chasing you for two years. Why did we have to break up? we should be together, shouldn't we? didn't you say that once you've made your choice, you won't change? "
