An Ziqing said, "Why don't you ask me if that kick hurt or not?"
Ling Chuan's eyes flickered slightly, "You killed the baby, that baby was mine too, so what if I kill you."
"That kick hurt so much, you'd better kill me, it wouldn't hurt as much." An Ziqing said.
Ling Chuan's back was somewhat stiff.
An Ziqing continued, "But I don't blame you! You clearly think I killed your baby, yet you didn't kill me! You still can't bring yourself to do it, right? I'm sorry I couldn't protect your baby!"
I'm sorry, for letting you taste the pain of losing a child again.
Ling Chuan turned around and stared at her, "What strategy is this again! Protect my baby, would you? Suddenly wanting to become Li Xian's servant, weren't you instructed by someone! An Ziqing, I don't understand you, and I don't dare to trust you!"
With a cold sneer, he walked away.
An Ziqing truly doesn't blame him.
Because she did many things that chilled his heart.
