Su Hongxing was determined to keep the child. There was only one possibility: the child she was carrying was truly Beichuan's, hence why she held it so dear.
Thinking of this, Ye Qilan's face darkened.
"It's too late today, I'll take you to the hospital for surgery tomorrow, and terminate the pregnancy," said Ye Qilan, turning to leave.
If he stayed any longer, he might end up leaving two dead bodies here, killing Su Hongxing and the child she was carrying in her belly!
"Ye Qilan, you can't do this," Su Hongxing stepped forward, blocking Ye Qilan's path, her eyes burning brightly as she stared at him. "Don't make me hate you!"
"Haven't you always hated me? What does it matter if you hate me a bit more or a bit less?" Pushing away Su Hongxing, Ye Qilan uttered.
Su Hongxing deliberately blocked the door, refusing to let him leave. "If you let me go, I'll go far away and never appear before you again. If you don't want me to marry Beichuan, then I won't..."
