Chapter 75: Sorry, I Don't Like Kids!

"Sorry, I don't like children!"

Children were the deepest pain rooted in her heart. Her own child had given his life so she could live; how could she possibly like other children?

Upon hearing this, the man's hands, which were holding the steering wheel, involuntarily tightened, and his voice, when he spoke again, had a suppressed hoarseness, "You'll definitely like my son!"

Because he's yours too!

"I won't!"

The two words, light as a breeze, pricked her heart as if needles were piercing through it. Ye Nuanxi couldn't help but visualize the four-year-old boy she had seen at the airport, carrying a beetle backpack!

With a soft and cute face, and eyes as beautiful and captivating as hers, her child—if he had still been alive today—would have looked just like that!