From Lili's words and expressions, Qin Ruan felt she grasped something.
Her face looked grave as she assessed the other's presence with an unusual gaze, "What is it not? Not a boy, or you didn't abort it?"
"They said… they said it was a girl."
The bafflement and shock in Lili's eyes were genuine, her voice was laced with anxiety and regret.
Qin Ruan's expression darkened slightly: "Did you abort it because it was a girl?"
Lili pressed her lips together, remaining silent.
What kind of attitude was this?
That was clearly an admission!
Qin Ruan looked down at the puppet-like infant on the ground, who was clearly a boy.
In that moment, she couldn't quite pinpoint the sensation that welled up inside her heart.
There was disappointment, regret, and an uncontainable anger at the absurdity.
Children, to Qin Ruan, were special.
Having grown up in an orphanage, she had seen too many children abandoned there for various reasons.
