Mu Mian felt as if all the strength had been drained from her body; the color completely drained from her face.
No... could it really be what she was thinking?
It couldn't be.
Qin Yu's voice was filled with anger, "Have you already told Gong Heng about your pregnancy? What did he say?"
Yun Chunxue's voice faltered, "Aheng said... he would find a time to get rid of the child."
Pain crossed Qin Yu's face, "Is that his decision? Does he not know how frail your health is, how dangerous it would be for you to terminate the pregnancy at this time? Do you hold no place in his heart at all? You've given so much for him, painstakingly maintained the relationship between him and Mu Mian, even making excuses for him, covering for him. But what about his treatment of you? The merciless indifference... Chunxue, can't you think about yourself for once?"
Mu Mian felt a chill rise from the soles of her feet, spreading through her limbs to every part of her body; she shivered with cold.
