Ji Su faced his gaze, resolutely saying, "That is my business, it has nothing to do with you!"
This child, no matter what everyone says, she will firmly give birth to it.
Gu Yucheng gripped her wrist with one hand. Ji Su struggled but couldn't free herself. His cold eyes stared at her: "Whose child is it?"
Ji Su's heart instantly turned cold. Fortunately, she never expected to bear a child for him; she wanted this baby only for herself. Otherwise, hearing such words from him would have been heartbreaking!
Ji Su suddenly sneered, "Let go, Gu Yucheng, it's not yours!"
This wasn't the first time he had suspected the child wasn't his, including the time when Gu Yaowan was born.
So, this time, her child has nothing to do with him!
Gu Yucheng let go of her hand, his voice cold as frost, "Do you love He Chenxiang that much? Knowing you have heart disease, knowing you nearly bled out giving birth to Wanwan, yet you still want to bear his child?"
