Jiang Ruolan’s Request

"You're pregnant, so you can't take such a risk. Don't forget that you are carrying a child of our Xian Family. If something happens to you, can you afford it?" Xian Jian looked at her coldly. The tone of his voice was cold and really harmful.

Jiang Ruolan frowned slightly, "Dad, I thought you had accepted me long ago? So what if I'm carrying the child of the Xian Family? I am your daughter-in-law. Although I should not have said those words as a junior but as a senior, shouldn't you leave some face when you speak?"

"You!"

"You still haven't resolved the debt that you've owed to your son. Can't you just amass some merits for him? A verbal sin is equivalent to murder. Dad, please pay attention to what you say in the future!"

Jiang Ruolan was currently very angry. Even though he was Xian Zihao's father, what right did he have to say that to her?