Su Nanxing spoke first: "Dad just talked to me about having a second child, and I told him I don't want to give birth anymore."
Lu Beiyuan couldn't help feeling distressed: "Xingxing, it's all my fault..."
Su Nanxing gritted her teeth and glared at him: "What's the use of saying these things now! When I see you... I want to bite you to death!"
"Bite." Lu Beiyuan leaned closer: "As long as it makes you feel better."
Su Nanxing pushed him: "Is biting you of any use?"
"Xingxing," Lu Beiyuan hugged her: "Actually, Grandpa called me to the study just now to discuss this matter too."
Su Nanxing felt weary: "I don't care anymore, you handle it yourself."
"Xingxing..." Lu Beiyuan looked at her with pitiful eyes: "You have to help me."
"When you chose to have a vasectomy, didn't you think about these things?"
Lu Beiyuan hung his head: "Xingxing..."
What's done is done, what else could be done?
Su Nanxing sighed: "I'll talk to Grandpa."
She had to be the bad person.
