Luo Qiangwei looked at what seemed like the deep affection in his eyes and asked again, "Will it just be the three of us, you, me, and the child?"
Mo Shiche looked at the little boy beside him and reached out to touch his head, "We could have another daughter, I like daughters."
"But if we live like this, what about others?" she gazed directly at him, smiling gently, "What about Miss Sheng? Have you completely stopped caring about her?"
His expression remained unchanged, "What does our life have to do with her?"
"You don't care about her and the child anymore?"
"If she wants money, I can give her that, but nothing else. I've made that very clear," he looked up at her, "Tangtang, don't you understand?"
Luo Qiangwei tilted her head and smiled, "What if, I just don't want you to take care of her? Not to give her any money, and to leave her with nothing else."
Mo Shiche's eyes narrowed slightly, "Do you want her to die?"
She met his gaze, "What if I said yes?"
