Qin Anan resisted the tears in her eyes, turned around angrily, and strode away from the police station.

She did not sign and did not get her mobile phone back from Fu Shiting.

Fu Shiting signed on her behalf and left the police station.

On the way back to the car.

Fu Shiting handed her her phone and said in a low voice, "I didn't look at your phone."

Qin Anan took the phone back and breathed heavily: "But you already know what's in my phone."

Fu Shiting: "Is this important? Pictures of the belly."

Qin Anan gritted her teeth and kept telling herself in her heart not to be angry with him.

After all, he helped find the phone.

"Fu Shiting, if I told you that the child you forced me to abort was not Fu Yechen's, but yours, would you feel a little guilty in your heart?" Qin Anan asked him, holding the phone in hand.

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Fu Shiting turned his head and looked at her.

Her expression was serious, not like she was joking.

"Is it from the previous test tube?" His Adam's apple rolled up and he asked hoarsely.

"Yes." Qin Anan met his eyes and said word by word, "You killed your child with your own hands, are you guilty?"

She wanted to see even a trace of regret on his face, which would make her feel better.

How she wished he was a man of flesh and blood, not a cold money-making machine.

Fu Shiting looked at her with a complicated expression. He knew it would break her heart, but he still said calmly: "I don't feel guilty. He shouldn't have been born in the first place."

She sneered: "If your parents said such things to you, could you be so calm?"

Fu Shiting: "If they didn't give birth to me, I would thank them. Qin An'an, not everyone wants to come to this world."

She frowned.

He doesn't want to come to this world?

Why?

His mother loves her so much, his career is so successful, and there are so many people around him who take him as the center...

Why is he so pessimistic?

What on earth did he go through?

"Do you have depression?" She had to analyze the reason for what he just said from a medical perspective. "Depression can be treated with medication. If you are sick, you must seek medical treatment in time."

The expression on Fu Shiting's face was a little relaxed.

"If me being sick can make you less upset, then just treat me as sick!"

...

When I got home, it was almost midnight.

After Qin Anan returned to the room, her head was too heavy to think about anything.

After falling on the bed, she fell asleep quickly.

At night, I had a dream.

She dreamed about the reason for Fu Shiting's depression.

In the dream, she met Fu Shiting when he was a child, and also met his father.

His father is a very strict man and does not have much patience with his naughty young son.

Little Fu Shiting was beaten with a whip by his father and his blood was dripping...

His cries were heartbreaking.

She woke up frightened by this bloody nightmare.

Outside the window, dawn breaks and the sky is bright.

Qin Anan sat up with his arms propped up.

"How could his father beat him? Even if his father was really that kind of person, his mother would have stopped him... The dreams are the opposite, he must not have been abused." Qin Anan murmured,

Comfort yourself.

But he knew very well in his heart that Fu Shiting hated this world and must have encountered something particularly dark.

Not only does he hate this world, he also doesn't want to leave any descendants in this world.

No one is born evil.

Suddenly she didn't hate him so much.

He was right, and so was she. What was wrong was that God tied them both to the same rope.


Chapter completed!