"Then do as you please. After all, the child she's carrying isn't mine. Whether she lives or dies, I don't care," Gong Juechen shrugged, his expression clearly saying 'it's up to you, none of it concerns me.'
Hearing this, Meng Zhuqing didn't know what to say.
An Jing, on the other hand, didn't look indifferent and said, "Meng Zhuqing, the child is also Jade Jade's responsibility."
Meng Zhuqing immediately pressed his lips together, and after a moment, turned to Gong Juechen and said, "Give us more time to think about it. I'll try to persuade her and see if I can change her mind."
"Didn't I already give you a day's time to consider it? It's only been two hours, there's still eleven more," Gong Juechen paused before continuing, "If you're truly intent on aborting, the sooner, the better."
The later it gets, the more harm it causes to the mother's body.
Meng Zhuqing knew this, so he nodded and said, "Once she wakes up, I'll talk to her."
