"Go to the hospital today and have the child aborted, and the debt of 200,000 will be cleared," Beigong Cang stated without a hint of emotion, as if the child had nothing to do with him.
"No!" Qianxue immediately protected her belly, "I want this child."
Listening to her words, Beigong Cang let out a cold laugh, "Mother, did you hear that? She says she wants the child! Hmph! Even if I let her give birth to the child, what then? Perhaps she will take the child away, or she might just cling to our family, waiting to rise in status through her children."
Qianxue had not expected Beigong Cang to see through her plan, and her face turned deathly pale. "I... I didn't mean that. I..."
Lady Beigong put down her teacup, "What about Qiao Qianning then? Can you be sure she won't do the same?"
Beigong Cang smiled, "Perhaps the plan was wrong from the start. So, it's still not too late to stop now."
"But you should at least leave an heir for the Beigong Family."
