"No, I didn't! Why don't you believe me this time? This is your child, your child!" cried QingYu hysterically.

　　"Mine?" LinMuchen repeated the two words in a voice that could not tell whether he was happy or angry, and suddenly turned away.

　　QingYu curled up in a hurry, but before she could feel a little relieved, she heard LinMuchen's devil like whisper.

　　"Okay, even if it's mine! Then I want you, and I'll abort the baby right away! Bitch like you, you don't deserve to have a baby for me!"

　　"What?" QingYu couldn't believe what she had heard.

　　He really wouldn't keep this child!

　　LinMuchen grabbed her arm and dragged...