Tang Zhi spoke up, his gaze deep and complex. He took a gentle puff of his cigarette and then exhaled slowly, as if each word had been carefully pondered over.
Zuo Xintong felt a great weight lift from her heart.
She truly hadn't expected Tang Zhi's composure and calmness, or rather, his reaction, to greatly exceed both her and Liu Zhizhong's expectations.
At this point, things seemed to have simplified, and there was no longer any pressure.
"At the same time, I must admit, this marriage is a constraint for you, and also a sacrifice, indeed inhumane. I myself lacked the ability, causing you to lose the qualification of becoming a mother, but fortunately now, you are pregnant, and this is a good thing."
