Fu Rongyin's stature halted, and the air pressure around him dropped immediately, "Do you know what you're saying?"
"The child was an accident; I won't let him be born into suffering."
Chi Yue's gaze was resolute.
Fu Rongyin's dark eyes narrowed dangerously, "A child of mine, Fu Rongyin, is not born to suffer."
"Is that so? If he is born, he won't be legitimate from the start, and he'll have a stepmother and an endless stream of women around his biological father. If that isn't suffering, what is it, a blessing?"
The man's clear voice carried a hint of danger and warning, "So what?"
Chi Yue felt that the person in front of her was impossible to communicate with. She said, "I've already decided not to let him be born."
"You dare?!" The man's sword-like eyebrows revealed a hint of coldness, "Don't you want freedom? Give birth to this child, and I'll give you your freedom."
