Li Buyan felt a stabbing pain in her heart and a lump in her throat, yet she still managed a faint smile.
Even if she were to feel sad and miserable, it wouldn't be in front of this woman.
"Then you might be disappointed. Although I'm carrying his child, I won't give the child to him after it's born. I'll raise it myself. If you want a child, you'll have to have your own."
"No, Xingle said you're just pretending to be strong right now. Once the child is born, you'll realize that the child should be with their father, especially with me around to take care of him."
"My child doesn't need your care! You're not welcome here, please leave!" Li Buyan suddenly said sternly.
