Xueru was a woman who was gentle on the outside but strong on the inside. She could quickly recover from setbacks, but he didn't want her to get hurt, especially when the wound was inflicted by him.
Now, with Xiao Nian also in such a state, her heart was already frosted over. He couldn't sprinkle more salt on her wounds.
"Tang Shuwen, say that again. What did you just say?" Zhao Yuning demanded loudly, her eyes filled with anger and hatred. She truly couldn't believe that Tang Shuwen would ask her to abort the child.
Tang Shuwen looked at her calmly and said in a deep voice, "Get rid of the child!"
"You..." Zhao Yuning raised her hand to strike Tang Shuwen's face, but he intercepted it midway. He tightly held her wrist. Zhao Yuning looked at him in shock, Tang Shuwen's face as dark as water.
In the night, the two stood in cold confrontation, Zhao Yuning's tears falling like rain, each drop a wound.
How could he be so cruel?
