If things go smoothly, after the surgery today, it will only take a short time for her and Chenyang to return to the way things were.
Miaoyu thought of this and felt that the wedding date at the end of December suddenly seemed indefinitely far away.
No, the moment this matter is settled, she must speak to Mrs. Pei and suggest they get married sooner rather than later, to avoid any further delays. She fears that if they wait too long, things might change for the worse.
"The most reliable doctor? Did you come all the way here just to talk about this?" Zhao Mengmeng sneered coldly, the anger in her eyes growing heavier.
Very well.
Although she didn't necessarily care much for the little embryo in her belly, or even disliked it,
she kept saying she would get rid of the child but was just talking, and in the end, the child remained unharmed with her.
But she didn't expect that before she, the mother, could say anything, Miaoyu hurried over, urging her to have an abortion.
