"Gu Xi, although I'm not as smart as you all, I'm not that dumb either. I've already seen online about your relationship with Yihe.
You two had a history, and you told me you were just ordinary friends. You lost your own child, so you don't want me to give birth to mine?"
Chang Jiao wiped her tears with a hand, looking at Gu Xi like a resilient little white flower.
Gu Xi's expression shifted upon hearing the word "child".
She clenched her hand into a fist, her sharp nails digging into her flesh, but she seemed unable to feel the pain. The child, that child was a disgrace for Gu Xi. She originally wanted to use the child to latch onto Huo Zhanting, but it all ended up in vain and tarnished her reputation.
She was the one who went to the hospital for the abortion; no one else was to blame. Why would she prevent Chang Jiao from having a child just because she lost one herself?
She wished that child had never existed.
