Chen Qianmo's voice was somewhat cold, "Yan Qingruo, it was wrong of me to spank you. But shouldn't you apologize for what you said just now?"
Yan Qingruo realized that she had spoken too bluntly, too excessively, and couldn't help wanting to lower her head.
But Chen Qianmo firmly grasped her chin, saying with emphasis, "I never want to hear such words again. And your little head…"
He tapped her head firmly, "You must forever rid yourself of those thoughts."
Yan Qingruo bit her lip, not knowing what to say at that moment,
fearing that she might again utter words that would upset him.
Chen Qianmo's voice was still as if it had been laced with frost, his teeth clenched as he said, "We swore to live and die together, but if we can't even overcome the obstacle of not having children, what's the point in talking about living and dying together?"
Yan Qingruo's eyes became moist as she bit her lip and remained silent.
Chen Qianmo also pressed his thin lips tightly together.