Zhang Yuan patted her chest several times, talking to someone like Luoz felt like risking her life. Clenching her fists, she looked firmly at her lower abdomen. From the moment she was in B City, this child was destined not to have a father. Silently saying sorry in her heart, Zhang Yuan pulled the computer closer and threw herself into new work again.
On the other end, Luoz bent down to pick up the phone, frantically dialing Zhang Yuan's new phone number, but was only met with that mechanical female voice.
In anger, he kicked the car seat and grunted, reclined the driver's seat, and lay down holding his head. He felt a childish sense of possession in his heart and even said with clenched fists, "Zhang Yuan, I will definitely get you. You will definitely give me a child."
