When I Was Seven Months Pregnant, He Asked Me to Abort the Baby.

On the day she was seven months pregnant, Shen Yan handed over the contract to abort the child. He said: "Wen Yining, you are not worthy of having my child." I didn't cry or make a fuss, I signed the document and disappeared into the snow in Berlin with all the evidence. Five years later, I was the youngest director of paediatrics in Europe. He knelt in the hospital corridor, begging me to look at him. I held the little boy and walked past him: "Mr. Shen, this child's father's surname is Gu."