Gu Xici didn't want to hear her say these things, grabbed her wrist, and said to her, "Come, let's go to the hospital, and get rid of it..."
Jiang Yi recoiled as if she had seen a ghost.
Gu Xici didn't care about her wishes at all, he had already decided the fate of the child in her belly.
Unable to struggle free, Jiang Yi bit down on Gu Xici's wrist.
Gu Xici winced in pain, but his attitude was resolute, refusing to let go.
His eyes split with rage as he roared at Jiang Yi, "Get rid of it, we can have children later!"
Just as Gu Xici was about to frantically lift Jiang Yi from the bed and take her away,
a sharp scalpel had already appeared in Jiang Yi's hand.
Gu Xici recognized it at a glance—it was the scalpel he always kept in his study.
Jiang Yi pressed the sharp blade against her own neck.
The last time, she had threatened Gu Xici in the same way.
Gasping for breath, eyes bloodshot, Gu Xici finally released her hand.
