"Niannian, that's impossible, I can't be that cruel to you, I can't let you witness another child calling me dad. No, this child, it's destined to be a mistake, it'll never be a bliss." Zheng Haoyu spoke with a heartache, even slightly regretting having known Qin Xiaofei from years ago.
"But to me, I'd rather you not bear the stigma of killing your own child. If you truly do that, it will become a lifelong nightmare for you. Promise me, we'll have our own child. I don't want you to stain your hands with blood for his sake, or perhaps we can consider it as accumulating good karma for him."
Zheng Haoyu shook his head firmly, gripping Su Nian's hand tightly. "What about that child? Have you considered that Qin Xiaofei might create a lot of problems for us with that child? I don't want that, I finally found my own happiness, I can't lose it, Niannian, I can't listen to you this time."
