Beiming Han's eyes changed, and a few seconds later he suddenly laughed. "You do have a point. Let you give birth, then have him call me Dad—wouldn't that be even more satisfying?"
Gu Qingxin cursed Beiming Han as a pervert in her heart, but her face still didn't show much. She only said, "I can agree to any request you make, but you have to promise me you won't hurt my Baobao. Beiming Han also told me to get rid of this child; he doesn't want it anymore. He doesn't want it, but I insist on keeping it!"
"Oh? He really said that?" Beiming Han truly hadn't expected Beiming Han to go this far this time.
Gu Qingxin sneered coldly. "If he hadn't said that, would I hate him this much?!"
"I can let the child stay, but you… I have to have you! Someone, take her back to my bedroom first!" Beiming Han ordered coldly.
"..."
Gu Qingxin also knew that Beiming Han had already made up his mind this time. No matter what she said, he wouldn't change it, so she could only think of another way.
