"I discovered that Bo Yi was infertile and concluded that your child was not his. You used your aunt's dying wish for me to take care of you to beg me not to reveal this secret!"
Gu Yi'an's voice remained very calm.
Mo Yunxiu nodded again, "Yes."
"And then?" Gu Yi'an's voice was still very steady, completely devoid of personal emotion, as if she was discussing something that had nothing to do with her, calm and serious.
"Then, you also knew that the child's father wasn't Bo Yi, and this secret couldn't be hidden for long. So, you wanted to abort the child. But you didn't have a good excuse!"
