Chapter 670 Sitting on the Land and the Beauty (89)

Just when Fu Yue was deep in thought, a slender hand held her fingertips. The hand was slightly trembling, but it had a reassuring strength.

Fu Yue looked at him, her curled eyelashes trembling a few times, and her eyes were rarely at a loss.

That was a vulnerability she had never shown to others.

Fu Yue was sitting on a chair at this time, and Wen Xian knelt down in front of her, holding her hand tightly, staring at her quietly with his dark eyes, and said so seriously as never before: "We can't have this child. "

Since his presence threatens your life.

Then he shouldn't exist.

A smile appeared on the man's beautiful face, and he said softly: "Lan'er doesn't like children to begin with, right? We absolutely can't have this child."

Fu Yue was silent.

Yes, she does not like children.

But at this time, the reluctance and obvious pain in my heart cannot be ignored.

It's not as simple as what I said before.

She waved her hand towards Doctor Bai and said, "You go down first."

Doctor Bai left Chaoyang Palace.

Fu Yue sat there for a long time, almost turning into a sculpture. She supported her head with her hands and said in a helpless tone: "Let me think about it again..."

Wen Xian disagreed and said: "Is there anything we need to consider? We absolutely cannot have this child, he will kill you!"

Even if there is a 50% chance.

That's not possible either.

When saying this.

Wen Xian's hand holding Fu Yue's shoulder trembled, his beautiful eyes were red, and tears flashed faintly at the end of his painted eyes, and he murmured: "No."

Fu Yue was stunned.

Because Wen Xian actually cried.

Although there were only very faint tears in his eyes, it was still obvious that he exuded an indescribable sadness.

Fu Yue lowered her eyes: "Wen Xian, what if I told you that the child is yours? Would you still let me abort him?"

Wen Xian was stunned.

Fu Yue continued: "I have never had a relationship with anyone else, except you, so the child can only be yours."

Wen Xian subconsciously retorted: "That day in Yaohua Palace, I clearly saw..."

Halfway through his words, Wen Xian couldn't continue. The picture that came to his mind was something he never wanted to recall in his life.

Fu Yue smiled lightly and raised her lips: "That's a substitute secret guard. How could I touch such an ordinary man so casually? What do you think of me, Ji Lan? I'm not that picky..."

Wen Xian slightly opened his eyes in surprise, his peach blossom eyes were widened, and he looked a bit cute at this time.

Therefore, he has been jealous for nothing these days, and he has done so many unforgivable things because of his own assumptions...

He deserves to die.

Fu Yue was amused by Wen Xian's appearance. Her indifferent eyebrows softened a bit. She reached out and poked his shoulder and said, "You haven't answered me yet. This child is yours..."

Before she could finish her words, a slender jade-like finger blocked her lips.

Wen Xian shook his head at her helplessly and said softly.

"You still don't understand."

"In other words, Ji Lan, you have never believed that I really love you."

"A child is simply superfluous to me, because it has no use except to distract you from your attention."

"But if you have a child, I will definitely love him, just because he is your child."