Chu Yue felt a bit panicked. What was she trying to do? Compared to Song Yunhua’s composure, she suddenly felt like a piece of meat on a chopping board, somewhat uneasy.
Song Yunhua looked at her, word by word: “Get rid of the child, and then, leave this city!”
Chu E’s lips instantly lost all color. She actually knew about her pregnancy! Moreover, she believed this child was Gu Yanzhi’s! But why didn’t Gu Yanzhi himself acknowledge it? Could it be, just like a worn-out TV plot, the wife was cleaning up the aftermath of her husband’s affair? She couldn’t help but shiver.
Song Yunhua coldly looked at her, “Miss Shen, you’re a smart person, so I don’t need to elaborate further, right? Keeping this child is not good for you or me!” She pulled out an envelope from her bag and quietly placed it on the table, saying, “Here are 50,000 yuan. I think this should be more than enough for an abortion…”
She regarded a human life so cheaply, and her contemptuous tone made Chu E feel nauseated. She was about to grab the stack of money and throw it in her face, but before she could move, someone was faster and grabbed the envelope. Instinctively looking up, she was stunned by who she saw.
By the table, Gu Yanzhhi stood with a face of iron, his right hand gripping the envelope tightly, his expression beyond furious.
“Yanzhhi?” Song Yunhua was stunned, calling out softly, “How are you here?”
Gu Yanzhhi coldly laughed, countering, “And why are you here?”
“I…” Song Yunhua was suddenly at a loss for words.
Gu Yanzhhi coldly looked at Song Yunhua, raising the thin envelope, “Is this how you, Song Yunhua, handle things? Resorting to any means to achieve your goals? Even refusing to spare an innocent child?”
