"A few years later, when we have a child, I'll tell you where he is," the man whispered softly in her ear.
When he mentioned the words 'when we have a child', An Ruo shivered involuntarily.
She used to think that marrying Mo Hua wouldn't matter even without love, as long as life was happy. Now, she realized that apart from Tang Yuchen, she couldn't accept any other man at all.
She couldn't even accept having a child with another man. Just the thought of it made her feel repulsed.
Her child could only be Kangkang, only be Tang Yuchen's child. If she had another man's child, she would feel as if the child wasn't hers.
An Ruo was deep in thought when Xingtian suddenly embraced her and kissed her lips, then her neck.
His kisses were gentle, but she felt nothing at all, even slightly nauseous.
The man kissed her obsessively, murmuring ambiguously, "An Ruo, what should I do? I can't wait to hold the wedding. I... really want you..."
