Song Di didn't wait for Ding Lan's reply. He was slightly taken aback, his expression hardened, and he said, "It's okay, Lanlan. I know you're angry now, and I know you have me in your heart. Otherwise, you wouldn't have had the baby, and you wouldn't have grabbed me excitedly to tell me about the fetal movement just now."
Ding Lan immediately reached out to push him.
Song Di didn't let go, he just said softly, "Lanlan, thank you. You don't know how happy I am. I witnessed the first fetal movement, I'm very happy, and I'm sorry for not being with you for the pregnancy care before. Believe me, my concern for you has always been strong. I want you now, and for a lifetime."
Ding Lan's nose suddenly felt sour, and that feeling was quite uncomfortable.
She sniffed, her eyes filled with indescribable complexity.
"Don't even think about it."
"I just want to. No man can take you away; you are mine," Song Di said passionately.
