Yu Chiyin's hand dropped, his gaze filled with helplessness, "You tell me, am I worried?"
"What's the use of just worrying verbally, you're still deciding to leave our mother and three … five behind! Don't forget about the three little ones in my belly!"
Lu Fengxuan touched her protruding belly, her confidence growing, and she accused him dramatically:
"You're leaving me alone to look after five children, how heartless you are!"
"Axuan."
Yu Chiyin was already feeling a hint of guilt, and hearing her say so turned that hint into an overwhelming pang.
"You know I have no choice but to go back, why must you say these things to taunt me? Seeing me distressed and guilty makes you happy?"
Lu Fengxuan stubbornly responded: "Yes, that's right, since you're going to abandon us mother and child, you deserve to feel bad."
