"Drink slower." Shen Yanhe watched her nervously, afraid that she would drink too hastily and choke, while answering her question with her lips.
Her tone was very light, "He knows. He doesn't want to keep the child."
Just as Song Shiwei was tilting her head back to guzzle water, she choked.
"Cough cough cough cough!" She clutched the water bottle, coughing so hard that she bent over at the waist.
Shen Yanhe helplessly patted her on the back gently, "I told you to drink slowly."
After a struggle, Song Shiwei managed to recover, slammed the water bottle down onto the chair, and burst out cursing, "Is Fu Yanhe out of his mind?"
"If he doesn't want the child, then why did he 'applaud love' with you in the first place! Now that you're pregnant, he won't let you keep it, what's going on?"
Thinking of the reason she was pregnant, Shen Yanhe felt guilty and said weakly, "Actually, we never 'applauded love' after we got married."
