Gu Yi'an's words made Tan Jincheng think of certain things, such as that previous phone call.
Tan Zheng was indeed her and his child, but he was a child that came about due to someone else's scheming, something both he and she were completely unaware of!
Of course, he wouldn't deny Tan Zheng's existence, nor would he dislike Tan Zheng, but what he wanted was a true love child belonging to him and her, not a child born of someone else's scheming.
He wanted to experience the appearance, growth, birth, and growing up of a small life together with her, that is the joy of being a parent, rather than being handed a high-IQ freak of a few years old who needs nobody to teach him, in no way resembling a child.
"Jincheng." Seeing Tan Jincheng's expression, Gu Yi'an sighed softly, "It's my fault."
Upon hearing this, Tan Jincheng immediately frowned.
He hated hearing Gu Yi'an say those words the most because, to him, Gu Yi'an was perfect, and she didn't need to blame herself.
