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What use do a woman's eggs have other than to create little lives?
Yan Er's brows were deeply furrowed as he looked at Li Beicheng with an eye that bespoke thoughts of madness: "I'm saying, Beicheng, if you've had a change of heart after talking to Secretary Yan and want to have a child with Yan Xiaye, isn't that a wonderful thing? Why are you sneaking around like a thief, keeping her in the dark?"
After all, he shared a scandalous history with that damned woman of eavesdropping on conversations. Recalling Yan Xiaye's expression at that time, it wasn't hard to see that she wasn't entirely indifferent to Li Beicheng.
The doctor was also drenched in sweat, trembling as he said, "Young Master Li, retrieving eggs must have the person's consent; what you are doing is illegal."
"Name your price," Li Beicheng said, clearly not taking their words seriously, his face cold and resolute: "She is my wife in the eyes of the law, I can assure you she won't trouble you after the fact."
