Chapter 215
Mr. Nian, Your Wife Refuses To Be The Substitute
Translator: 549690339
Ning Qing lifted her hand to wipe away the sourness in her eyes.
She just stood there, stubbornly staring at the bathroom door.
About ten minutes later, Nian lie came out in a bathrobe. She was still standing there.
He also realized that his tone just now was too harsh, so it was not good to speak again at this moment.
He walked past her in silence.
Ning Qing blinked at the water droplets that flew out of his hair when he was drying it.
âNian lie,â ning Qing called out to him.
He stopped.
youâre mistaken: â she said calmly after taking: deep breath: I didnât do the surgery.
Nian lieâs hand, which was drying his hair, froze.
At this moment, ning Qing was very honest.
âBefore today, I really wanted to abort the child, because I knew that you kept me because of him,â she said.
She looked at his back stubbornly, her voice trembling slightly.
âI really donât want to keep him. Heâs like a time bomb to me. Whether I leave him to you in the future or youâre willing to let him stay by my side, it means that our relationship will never end.â
â......â
âI wanted to be cruel.â
Unknowingly, ning Qingâs eyes were filled with tears again.
before I entered the operating room, I wanted to cut off all this heartlessly, but the child ...
She bit her lip and shook her head.
She couldnât explain what she was thinking at the time, but she really felt that she didnât want to lose this child.
If she really only had one child in her life ...n/o/vel/b//in dot c//om
She didnât want to admit it, but she had to admit that in the past few months, the only thing that had accompanied her through the darkness and numbness were her children.
How could she be so cruel as to take his life?
He was the one in the wrong, and she was the one in the wrong.
Not this child who had not had an accident yet!
âI canât bear to leave him,â she said, trembling.
Because he was not only Nian lieâs child, but also her own!
He wanted her to peel him off from her body, crush his small body, and twist it into a pool of blood and flesh.
No, she could not do it!
Ning Qing gritted her teeth and did not dare to cry out loud.
The figure did not move for a long time.
In the next moment, he threw away the towel and walked towards her.
He pulled her petite body into his arms and buried his head in her neck.
His voice was obscure and difficult to understand, and it was obviously trembling.
âIâm sorry,â she said.
Ning Qing bit her lip, tears streaming down her face.
âI was wrong, ning Qing. Itâs my fault.â
He apologized again, causing her to cry even more.
It seemed that ever since she became pregnant, her mood had been unstable.
If things didnât go her way, she would become a terrible person.
Nian Yu let go of her, his eyes filled with guilt.
Ning Qing took a step back and wiped her face. She raised her chin and said, â donât think too much. I didnât do it for you.
Nian lieâs eyes dimmed. I know.
Ning Qingâs voice was hoarse.
âDonât cry.â
â......â
âItâs not good for him if youâre in a bad mood.â
Ning Qing knew he was talking about the child and sniffed.
She looked at him with her clear and clean eyes.
âIn the future, will you take him away?â
Under the light, Nian lieâs face was dark and unclear.
Ning Qingâs sobbing tone was still obvious.
Bai Qingqing is pregnant with your child, and youâll be marrying her soon. Youâre already pregnant with her child, so can you leave this child to me? â
She had lowered her high and mighty attitude for so many days, and there was a hint of begging in her humbleness as she tugged at the corner of his bathrobe.
Nian lie looked at her intently. Iâm sorry, I canât.
A trace of despair flashed through her clear eyes.
Nian lie could see it clearly.
The corner of his clothes loosened.
Ning Qingâs lips twitched sadly, as if she was talking to herself, â
âI knew it, how could you follow my heart, you wonât let me live wellâ child ââ
She covered her face with both hands to hide her dazed look.
Nian lie grabbed her hand, forcing her to look him in the eye.
Then, his voice was so low that it could barely be heard.
He seemed to have endured it for a long time.
He spat out these words with difficulty, â
âNing Qing, Iâve never said that the child was mine.â