Love Is a Silent Injury

"Qingye, I beg you, can you keep him?" "Shut up, you called Qingye too? Mr. Huo! Even if this child is mine, do you think I will fall in love with you if I keep him?" "Huo... Mr. Huo!" She said with difficulty, every word seemed like sarcasm and ridicule to her. "It seems that you are unwilling and can't bear it? Well, let me help you!" "Qingye, no, Mr. Huo..." Huo Qingye dug out a box of birth control pills in the medicine box, grabbed the woman's chin with one hand, and stuffed the pills into her mouth with the other...