Dear Mr. Shi

"Why?" Song Qinghuan bit her lip, with extreme pain, bitterness, and soreness, it lightly burst out of her throat.

Smiling coldly gathered at the corner of her mouth, she breathed heavily and pushed away to keep out the cold: "There is no reason, we have already said before we get married. We will get divorced after two years of marriage, and we can get divorced after two years have passed. I want to get a divorce, and I don’t want to be played around like a fool."

The more she talked, the more excited she got choked up several times, but she continued: "Let’s get a divorce, child, if you are afraid of what I will do to you after taking the child, then we don’t want it. This time it didn’t go right. The road, it’s not time to come, then we send it back and let it go to a good house!"

Saying that you don't want children is just an angry word. She won't want children. She just doesn't want to keep the children away from the cold as an excuse for divorce.

She wants children, but she keeps out the cold when she doesn't.

"Song Qinghuan!" Shi Yuhan's eyes were full of sullen anger, and he looked down at her, his black eyes were scary and bright.

He pursed his lips, eased the irritation in his heart, and pulled out a very shallow smile: "I have no regrets about marrying you, and I only want to be with you in this life! I will not divorce, nor will I Let you send the child away, and I will wait for it to be born with you, and then raise him together and listen to him call my father and your mother."

Song Qinghuan closed his eyes and said slowly: "Shi Yuhan, do you know that you are really cruel, what am I to you?"

But I couldn't suppress the irritability in my heart, and my emotions became more and more excited.

"What do you say you are?" Shi Yuhan was in a bad mood and was as arrogant as him.

Song Qinghuan shook her head, her eyes flushed: "It doesn't matter what it is to me, I just need to get a divorce."

Shi Yuhan told her firmly: "I will not agree to a divorce. I want you to give birth to a child."

"I'm not going to give birth." Song Qinghuan suddenly became more agitated, waving her hand and beating her stomach: "What do you do when you give birth to it? Father doesn't love it, and mother doesn't hurt!"

"Song Qinghuan, why are you crazy? A child is innocent!" Shi Yuhan clamped her hand, his face broke, and stared at her angrily, "You forget, you once said you want a child, you like children, I give You, you shouldn't do this to him."

Song Qinghuan was in a daze, looking at Yuhan's angry face, his arm was pinched and it hurt.

She trembling lips: "I want it, you will give it to me..."

So, he has never thought about it, really thought about having a child, does that mean?

Well, it is really sad.

The strength of his body was suddenly exhausted, and Song Qinghuan felt more sorrowful than death. "If this is the case, then I don't want it now, you don't need to stress, and you don't need to give it to me."

The hot tears did not hold back in the end, and they all slid down her cheeks.

"You marry me for what I know. From the beginning to the present, in the house where I live, how many cameras have you arranged to monitor my every move, I didn't know before, but I also know it now, you I don't care what you want to do, I only know that I don't want children, get married, and I want to divorce!"

She spoke very firmly, her long eyelashes trembling and closing.