His expression grew even darker.
Luo Zifeng's gaze was sharp as an arrow—
"Why is it impossible for us?!" he asked sharply.
"..."
"Tell me, why is it impossible for us?!"
Ye Rumeng turned her gaze away.
Luo Zifeng sneered with a smirk, "Isn't it because you married Ya Shitian for profit!"
"..."
"If you hadn't married him, would there be no possibility for us?"
"..."
"And why is it impossible now?" Luo Zifeng pinched her chin, forcing her to look at him.
"You haven't even tried, how can you say it's impossible? You've done nothing but say it's impossible. For what you believe to be impossible, you plan to make me and the child unable to reunite for life. Ye Rumeng, I've never seen a woman as selfish as you."
Ye Rumeng's eyes flickered slightly, "I am selfish, for my child, I am indeed this selfish."
Luo Zifeng laughed coldly, "Tell me, would I separate you from the child?"
Ye Rumeng said indifferently, "You wouldn't, but your father would."
"You're so sure he would?"
