Zhang Jianguo looked at Luo Cuilan with disdain and said mockingly, "Besides, Luo Cuilan, do you think I have any reason to spend so much money on a child who might become an idiot? If I really want a son, Xue Hua can give birth to one at any time. Do you think every woman in the world is like you, giving birth to such a child and then becoming desperate to save them?"
"You..." Hearing what Zhang Jianguo said, Luo Cuilan was completely at a loss for words, and she also knew that even getting five yuan out of Zhang Jianguo today would be difficult, let alone US$ 500.
A man, when he doesn't have you in his heart and doesn't care about you, you really mean nothing to him.
"Don't come looking for me in the future. I don't want that child. When I return home next time, we will get a divorce." After saying that, Zhang Jianguo turned around and left without any mercy. He had not only lost all feelings for Luo Cuilan but also had no pity for his own child.
