"..." Gu Xuanye's body shook with a tremor.
"Do you know why I gave birth to Xiaoyu? Because I deeply loved the father of the child, so I couldn't bear to terminate his child. No matter how hard life was, I was willing, in my best years, to raise our flesh and blood..." Mo Qiansu's bright gaze was fixed intensely on the man before her.
He was right in front of her, yet she couldn't tell him that the man she had deeply loved for years, Xiaoyu's biological father, was him...
At this moment, Gu Xuanye was completely tense, still unable to restrain the trembling of his fingertips.
He had always known that if Mo Qiansu didn't love Jing Chen, she wouldn't have given birth to this child.
But these blunt words, for him, each word was like a knife carving into his chest inch by inch. The pain made him clench his jaw so tightly that a layer of bitter moisture misted over his profound eyes.
