When Su Yueran heard the doctor's words, her eyes lit up. She touched her stomach and was secretly delighted.
Now that she was pregnant and it was Lin Qingyuan's child, even for the sake of her stomach, Lin Qingyuan should not treat her so heartlessly anymore.
However, reality proved that no one could guess Lin Qingyuan's thoughts.
Hearing the doctor's report, Lin Qingyuan's expression was unreadable. "I understand. Keep this baby for her first."
"Yes."
After the doctor left, Lin Qingyuan glanced at Su Yueran, who was looking happy. "Don't be happy too early. Do you really think I care about a child??"
The smile on Su Yueran's face froze. "Master."
"If you can't complete the task I gave you, not to mention you, even this child will serve those beggars outside," Lin Qingyuan said with a calm expression, as if the wife and child in front of him could not stir up any emotions.
