Lin Xiaoyue turned her head, her gaze fixed on Wen Wan's face, silent for a long time.
Wen Wan brushed away her bangs with the other hand, "Say what you want to say, I'm here!"
"Wen Wan, do you think it's because I didn't trust him enough in past years, wasn't competent enough, didn't fulfill the duties and responsibilities of a wife, so Heaven isn't pleased with me and wants to take away our second child?"
Before Wen Wan could speak, she murmured to herself again, "When the child was induced, they all didn't let me see it, but I still did. It was a son, and I can imagine that if he grew up, he would definitely look a lot like Mr. Qi."
As she spoke, she began to choke up, "I've been very, very careful. Both the household doctor and the doctors outside have seen it and said it's fine, so why did this happen?"
