"I really didn't think that you would repeatedly abandon your own flesh and blood!" Song Zhizhi's tone was somewhat cold.
Mu Cidian looked at her.
"The first time, Xin Zaozao went to the hospital alone to abort your child." Song Zhizhi bluntly stated.
"You knew?"
"It wasn't her who told me. Xin Zaozao has never said anything. I don't know whether she has been through so much that she never speaks her pain out. I happened to meet her in the hospital, where she held her abortion checkup form," said Song Zhizhi.
Mu Cidian pursed his lips, not saying a word.
"Do you know how much scorn a woman must have for a man to willingly abort the baby in her womb?" Song Zhizhi asked him.
His throat bobbed.
"And this time, she chose to stay. Haven't you ever wondered why?" Song Zhizhi arched her eyebrows.
"I don't know how to think about it." Mu Cidian stared at Song Zhizhi, perhaps there was also great restraint hidden in his heart, "Song Zhizhi, we tried."
