, I have something else to do. 。After finishing his words, he stood up, nodded to Leng Yanting, and left directly. 。Leng Yanting was so angry that he put down his chopsticks and glared with a furious..."My child, can only be mine and Yimo's. If Yimo cannot give birth, then I will not want a child." 。gressively, his hands braced on the wheelchair's armrests, until he was close to Yan Shanglu's face. His handsome features were cold and aloof, and he retorted with icy imperiousness: "What right do y...