Zhao Shuning's heart skipped a beat and her expression was very serious.
She said, "I didn't mean it that way."
"Then what do you mean?"
"I just feel that right now, we are not suitable to have children."
"Ning, son, do you feel that I wouldn't be a good father?"
"No."
"Perhaps from the very beginning, Ning didn't plan to have any children at all. Or could it be that he didn't plan to have any of our children at all?"
"Wu Yazi, you're being too extreme by saying these words."
Yan Ruyu calmed down.
"I'm sorry."
After saying this, he walked out of the courtyard.
Zhao Shuning hurried forward and said, "Zhao Shuning, where are you going?"
Yan Ruyu stopped, but didn't look back.
Ning, son, I'm feeling a bit unstable right now. Don't worry about me. I want to stay for a while by myself. Give me some time.
Yan Ruyu left.
Zhao Shuning leaned against the door.