"I really want to come find you now, but would you despise me? Would you still be with me?"
Bai Antong looked at the photo on the tombstone, tears streaming down her pale face, suddenly everything went black and she fainted...
When Bai Antong woke up again, she was in An Zihao's villa, to be precise, it was the place they both lived together.
She turned her head and glanced at An Zihao, who was on the balcony making a phone call, weakly lifted the quilt and got out of bed. Hearing the sound, An Zihao turned around and directly hung up the phone in his hand.
"The doctor said you have signs of miscarriage, it's best to lie in bed and take care of the pregnancy, don't go anywhere."
While speaking, he had already walked to Bai Antong's side, his dark eyes revealing something Bai Antong couldn't understand.
"I want to go back to my own home, and I never planned to keep this child, let's just end it here."
