That afternoon, it wasn't really sensible of him to be intimate with her in such a public setting. Firstly, it was easy to get caught, and secondly, she hadn't brought along a "little raincoat," even though it was her safe period, it wasn't necessarily safe.
But Yu Zexiao, driven by lust, only cared about his own pleasure at the time. Although he felt that if Jian Anning really did get pregnant, he wouldn't be completely opposed to it, the truth was he wasn't prepared to be a father.
He always thought—it would be a tragedy if a little brat came along to compete for his wife's attention before they were done enjoying their time as a couple, wouldn't it?
After all, a woman isn't considered of advanced maternal age until before she's thirty-five. In other words, he and Jian Anning still had nine years to squander. He had no desire to be quickly trapped by a child.
