"Shulin."
Chen Cheng stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window on the second floor, watching Xiao Meier and others in the pool, and asked Wen Shulin behind him, "What do you mean by 'unable to give birth'?"
Wen Shulin put down the coconut juice in her hand, looked at his silhouette, "Literal meaning."
Hearing this, Chen Cheng turned around, his gaze meeting hers, "What do you mean by literal meaning?"
"After Li Ya was born, there was a long period when I felt that living wasn't what I wanted."
Wen Shulin's tone was very calm, "You know, her birth was my bargaining chip for exchanging life."
"I used my body to get everything I have now." She walked to Chen Cheng's side, watching Li Ya downstairs with him, "But I lost myself."
She turned her head, looking into Chen Cheng's eyes, "I used to live in pain and suffering every day."
