"You silly girl, if you had an abortion, it would be easier to find a husband in the future. Carrying a child from another man... What can I say to you? What do you even love about Jing Hua? He can't make enough money to support you or be by your side, so why are you keeping his child?" After Tang Huai and Tang Li left, Gu Xiaofeng cried and cursed.
Zhong Xing stood silently by her side.
Gu Jiajia's mind was entirely on the child, completely ignoring Gu Xiaofeng's scolding.
Her face no longer carried that previous sadness, but a trace of tenderness.
Since she learned she was pregnant, she had always placed her hands gently on her stomach, never moving them away.
Zhong Xing's face showed a hint of relief. Her desire to live well for the sake of the child, rather than doing something foolish like committing suicide, was the best thing possible.
The thought of her committing suicide for love, who knows how anxious and flustered he was.
