Just when Fu Yue was deep in thought, a slender hand held her fingertips. This hand trembled slightly, but with a reassuring strength.
Fu Yue looked at him, her curled eyelashes trembled a few times, and her eyes were rarely at a loss.
That was her fragility that she never showed in front of others.
Fu Yue was sitting on a chair at this time, Wen Xian half-kneeled in front of her, holding her hand tightly, staring at her quietly with black eyes, never before said so seriously: "This child can't be had. "
Since his existence will threaten your life.
Then he shouldn't exist.
A smile was forced on the man's beautiful face, and he said softly, "Lan'er doesn't like children in the first place, does she? We absolutely can't have this child."
Fu Yue was silent.
Yes, she really doesn't like children.
But at this time, the reluctance in my heart and the obvious pain cannot be ignored.
It's not as simple as what I said before.
She waved her hand towards Doctor Bai and said, "Go down first."
Doctor Bai left Chaoyang Palace.
Fu Yue sat there for a long time, almost turning into a sculpture. She supported her head with her hands, and said in a helpless tone, "You let me think about it..."
Wen Xian disagreed and said: "Is there anything to consider, this child, we absolutely can't have it, he will kill you!"
Even if there is a 50% possibility.
That's not okay either.
When saying this.
Wen Xian's hands holding Fu Yue's shoulders trembled, his beautiful eyes were flushed, tears flashed faintly at the end of those painted eyes, and he murmured: "No."
Fu Yue was stunned.
Because, Wen Xian actually cried.
Although there were only very faint tears in his eyes, it was still obvious that there was an indescribable sadness emanating from his body.
Fu Yue lowered her eyes: "Wen Xian, what if I tell you that the child is yours? Will you still let me kill him?"
Wen Xian was taken aback.
Fu Yue continued: "I have never had a relationship with anyone except you, so the child can only be yours."
Wen Xian retorted subconsciously: "That day in Yaohua Palace, I clearly saw..."
Wen Xian couldn't continue after speaking halfway, and the picture that emerged in his mind was something he never wanted to recall in his life.
Fu Yue smiled lightly and curled her lips: "That's a bodyguard. How could I touch such an ordinary man so casually? What do you think of me, Ji Lan? I'm not so picky..."
Wen Xian slightly opened his eyes wide in surprise, his peach blossom eyes were rounded, and he looked a little cute at this moment.
Therefore, he has been jealous for nothing these days, and he has done so many unforgivable things because of his imagination...
Damn him.
Fu Yue was amused by Wen Xian's appearance, her indifferent eyebrows and eyes softened a bit, she reached out and poked his shoulder, and said: "You haven't answered me yet, this child is yours..."
Before she could finish her sentence, her lips were blocked by a slender finger like jade.
Wen Xian shook his head helplessly at her, and said softly.
"You still don't understand."
"Or, Ji Lan, you never believed that I really love you."
"A child is simply superfluous to me, because he has no use other than distracting you."
"However, if you have a child, I will absolutely love him, just because he is your child."