"Yiyi, don't be afraid, I won't hurt your baby. You believe me, right?"
Xia Weiyi looked at Xu Zhiye with obvious doubt in her eyes.
"Yiyi, I love you, and I will love your child too. Don't worry, I will cherish him as if he were my own flesh and blood. From now on, this baby is mine, Xu Zhiye's."
Xu Zhiye made his promise once again with an oath; his face seemed to soften a bit as he continued.
"Yiyi, you rest well, tomorrow come home with me. I will hire some nutritionists and nannies specially to take care of you, then I'll book the best hospital for you. After a month, we can go and see whether it's a little princess or a handsome young man. That way, I can name them, calling them Xu..."
As Xu Zhiye said these things, his tone became somewhat excited, his face showing a rare tenderness, as if he was indulging in a daydream.
However, to Xia Weiyi, his demeanor was a great irony. It was as if she had heard an enormous joke, and she let out a mocking laugh.
