The Old Madam looked at his bewildered state and sighed with heartache, "Forget it, you've always been emotionally sluggish since you were a kid, I won't force you anymore. I have to check on your wife. An abortion isn't a trivial matter for a woman; she must be upset at home right now!"
"She's not my wife anymore. She doesn't want me, she doesn't want my child either."
The Old Madam looked at him with a strange expression: "Didn't you just say that you don't want her? How come you're now saying she doesn't want you?"
Lu Lingche nodded, "Yes, you're right. It's me who doesn't want her."
The Old Madam tenderly stroked his head: "Lingche, do you like her? I always knew, if you really disliked her, no matter how much I pressured you, you wouldn't obediently marry Yinyin and bring her home."
Lu Lingche turned his head slowly and replied hesitantly, "I don't like her. Don't think that I'll talk nonsense because I've been drinking. I'm very sober right now."
