Li Qiyu choked with fury, shouting loudly, "Bo Yeyuan, you can't touch me! Because I——"
"Can't I? Li Qiyu, the Queen's era is over! Don't even think about having your way anymore!"
I am pregnant...
The words had already reached the tip of her tongue, only to be harshly suppressed yet again.
Li Qiyu's deceitful laughter rang out enchantingly. If it weren't for Ye Zhilu, she might have considered telling him——
He doesn't deserve to know at all!
She hadn't been prepared at all for the sudden appearance of this child, she hadn't even considered whether to keep it or not. But she really couldn't bring herself to kill a little life. She hadn't slept at all last night, tormented by the thought of having to take the life of her own child—how would she be any different from a woman like Mrs. Li then?
The child is innocent; she can raise it on her own after their divorce.
Li Qiyu's gaze suddenly fell on the large bed, where Ye Zhilu had already woken up upon hearing voices.
