It’s Still Too Early To Decide

Qin Gengxin frowned, "I realized that you don't want to work these days anymore. If you don't want to earn money for your child's powdered milk, go ahead. Scram after you get your last paycheck."

Huang Jingguo's eyelids twitched. "Alright, I won't say again. I really want to share with you about a father's experience, and I was treated like this! Boss, you are so unfair."

"F*ck off." Qin Gengxin frowned and cursed.

Huang Jingguo had been by his side for years, so he naturally knew that Qin Gengxin wasn't really angry. He was just impatient. Huang Jingguo immediately laughed and left after a while.

Qin Gengxin stared at the tightly closed office door, frowning slightly.

He suddenly thought of Xian Guiying's words in the children's hospital before. When he asked that question, she said, 'She's already moving in my stomach ...'

Was pregnancy the greatest and weakest time for women?