"But, Brother, I have another condition,"
Bo Yeyuan stood still and asked coldly, "Speak."
"Best two out of three... If you win, you leave your eyes for me, and only then can you take Qiqi away! If you lose, I'll keep the eyes, you walk away, and I'll take Qiqi with me," Bo Yexun squinted his eyes and asked, "Why should Qiqi be your candidate from birth? If we start over and leave our fate to God, wouldn't that be the fairest?"
Li Qiyu opened her eyes, facing one swollen like a walnut.
Bo Yexun sat by the bed, gripping one of her hands tightly, his eyes red and swollen like a goldfish's, his face haggard with heavy tear stains.
He heard that Li Qiyu had been preparing a birthday surprise for Bo Yeyuan overnight. He was born on the same day, yet she forgot him, pushing him to the corner. The more he thought about it, the more it hurt, so he went out to drink.
By the time he got the news, Li Qiyu had already had an abortion...
