Qiao Tian looked at the bitter smile on Bai Xue's face and suddenly understood her feelings, just like he sometimes feels pretty drained and considers giving up being a policeman.
"If you feel exhausted, take a break. Don't be so impulsive. Su Yan loves you a lot. It may seem like he's been quite flirtatious over the years, but all that was a façade, his immature way of purposely provoking you. Apart from you, he has no other women. He keeps saying he hates you but has never done anything to genuinely harm you. This time, he was completely framed. You don't know how guilty he felt when Yafu got hurt. If his death could ensure Yafu's safety, he wouldn't hesitate to do it. Bai Xue, please reconsider, for the love you both once had, for the sake of your child."
Qiao Tian counselled earnestly.
Bai Xue remained silent.
"Bai Xue, have you ever thought about how our child might feel if he wakes up to find his home gone?" Qiao Tian played his trump card.
Yafu, the soft spot of Bai Xue.
