The small courtyard finally quieted down, and the two maids were rescued and dragged down. The blood on the bench was still wet, and the smell of blood was thick and heavy.
When Shen Qingyun heard him talk about the child, his whole body was shivering coldly: "You...you want...not...a child."
She looked at him with fear in her eyes: "What you want... is a... control me... let me listen... obedient."
Will such a child be born happy? Raising children is not about raising cats or dogs. Children who are not expected by their parents are destined to suffer from the moment they are born.
She grew up in such an environment, why should she let her children do the same?
Jiang Yutang"s face changed greatly, and he looked at her in disbelief: "You"re just because of this?"
"Have you asked me?"
