"Why? Just because of responsibility?! Gong Beiyao, do you know how much I hate it when you act like you think you're being responsible!"
Sheng Qianxia's body trembled slightly, unable to contain her sense of grievance:
"Marriage needs two people who like each other, love to live happily together, otherwise there's nothing left but endless torment and pain!"
"A child is the fruit of love; what's the point of bringing to life a product of a union without affection?"
"I will not have your child! If you're willing, later you can let someone you like and who likes you help you..."
Before Sheng Qianxia had finished speaking, he had already yanked her body around, pinning her against the cabinet.
"What are you doing!"
Her waist hit the cabinet, and she lost her strength for a moment in the pain.
"Since you don't want this child, what difference does it make to you how it's lost?"
Gong Beiyao said maliciously:
"I've heard that being too intense can also lead to miscarriage."
