Sheng Qianxia heard this, hung her head, tears streaming down. She forced herself not to cry anymore, but her whole face was already tear-streaked.
"I'm sorry, I didn't know you hated me so much, I'm sorry, I'll leave right now..."
Sheng Qianxia grabbed her bag and rushed toward the door, head buried.
Gong Beiyao grabbed her wrist, pulling her back and pressing her down onto the table, with anger flaring in his eyes.
"Do you think you can come and go as you please at my place?!"
He pinched her jaw, forcing her to look at him, feeling her tears were unbearably glaring, making his mood even worse:
"Why are you crying? Didn't you say you wanted to marry me? Didn't you say you didn't want the child to grow up without a father!? I'm granting your wish, you should be happy."
He agreed? Sheng Qianxia stared at him in shock, feeling indescribable emotions inside.
He agreed, but his tone was not because he still loved her, but because he hated her, right?
