"Lin Haotian, who do you think you are!" Gu Qingming said sarcastically, "When I thought you were my lover, you were a treasure. When I don't think you were my lover, you are worse than a blade of grass. Now, you still want to manipulate me to achieve your intentions and ambitions. I think you haven't woken up from your dream!"
Lin Haotian's face was ashen, and one hand was still covering the spot where he had been kicked. He looked at Gu Qingming with venomous eyes.
Lin Haotian gritted his teeth and said fiercely, "Gu Qingming, you're a woman who lost your virginity. With your pregnancy, who else can you marry?
Don't pout now. No matter what, I'm the father of the child you're carrying! You wouldn't let your child be born a bastard without a father, would you?"
He deliberately emphasized the words "father" and "bastard."
