"The child was also an accident. Perhaps you think I'm cruel, but Qiaoqiao, for two people with no love between them, forcibly staying together because of a child will not bring happiness. Not only will there be no happiness, but it will also burden the child, preventing them from having a healthy, loving family!"
The air seemed to stand still.
The servants watched the sudden outburst of Lu Yin, their faces drained of color, bowing their heads, not daring to breathe.
Even Mu Jingxi and Little Nuomi looked over.
Little Nuomi struggled, sliding down from Mu Jingxi, and she trotted over to Lu Yin, holding his hand, "Daddy, don't be angry."
Her soft, milky voice carried a soothing power.
Lu Yin ruffled her hair, his gaze still on Qiao An, "Qiaoqiao, everyone has their own way of living, this is just our choice."
Indeed.
It's just their choice.
She had no right to interfere.
Even though she was also a woman, feeling sorry for Lin Qinqin, pitying her, but what about Lu Yin?
