"What if we really lose the child?" she couldn't help but hypothesize again.
Gu Yixuan's eyes darkened with a shadow, and his voice grew sharper by several degrees, "Whoever harms the child, I won't let them off."
He added another sentence, "Likewise, if I hurt him myself, I won't forgive myself either."
His emotions were too intense.
Whatever he was dedicated to, he would protect with his own life.
Mo Ran was a bit scared by him and patted the back of his hand, "Don't be like this, and don't blame yourself too much. The child is okay now, isn't he?"
Gu Yixuan got up and leaned over her head, carefully embracing her and whispering, "Ranran, I'm sorry."
"It's okay, really, it is." His self-blame made Mo Ran feel very heartbroken.
She hugged him back, gently stroking his back, hoping to offer him some comfort.
"Just thinking about the possibility of the child being gone makes me very upset," Gu Yixuan said in a deep voice, a hint of fear mixing into his tone.
