Huo Junting's eyes were cold, "Impossible! I can't let Huohuo marry a man who doesn't love her!"
Jin Bao Yan smiled with a deep meaning, "Then the thing in your sister's belly, if I take it out, Mr. Huo probably wouldn't mind, right?"
"The thing in Huohuo's belly?"
"..."
Surely, no one would use "thing" to describe a child.
Yet coming from Jin Bao Yan's mouth, the child seemed to have no significance at all. Even though it was his flesh and blood, he could easily obliterate it.
Huo Junting had always cherished Huohuo like a pearl in his palm, even when they were in the orphanage, he found ways to give her the best. Later, when adopted by Huo Chen, it was even more so; Huohuo was the delicate little princess, never having suffered such grievances from childhood to now.
"Jin Bao Yan, you are the one who's not a thing! If you dare touch the child in Huohuo's belly, even if it costs the entire Huo family, I won't even frown!"
Huo Junting threw out these harsh words!
