Chapter 12: Child, I have nothing to do with you anymore.

Looking at An Xiangrong kneeling on the ground, a trace of delight showed in her eyes, but she still said softly, "Sister, I know you blame Ah Yu for what happened six years ago, but he's still the father of the child."

"How could you leave with the child just because you were angry with Ah Yu? When the child was born, you knew he was in poor health. How could you take him away? What if something happened to him, how could you face..."

"You lotus flower, just shut your damned mouth!"

Watching the seemingly weak An Ling, Lin Baobao was on the verge of spitting blood, "You're a hen that can't lay eggs, yet you're still putting on airs. Only Gu Mingyu would believe your fake face. Aren't you afraid that if you wear your mask too much, you will never be able to take it off again?"

"You?"

An Ling had never been humiliated like this before, especially in front of so many bodyguards. But seeing Gu Mingyu, she clenched her fists tightly, her eyes turning red quickly, "Ah Yu, I know I can't have children in this lifetime, but don't worry, I will treat your child with my sister as my own."

Hearing this, An Xiangrong looked sharply at An Ling, only to see the delight and calculation in her eyes.

"Miss An, the child is in a very critical condition, what are you...?"

The doctor standing by could no longer bear it, if it was someone else, he would have cursed at them, but the person in question was Gu Mingyu, he didn't dare.

An Xiangrong kneeled forwards a step, clutching Gu Mingyu tightly, "Please, for the sake of our child. As long as you agree to save the child, I promise I'll never appear in front of you or disturb you and An Ling again."

Gu Mingyu's previously calm demeanor was gradually overcome by anger at An Xiangrong's words. Looking down at An Xiangrong, kneeling in front of him, his eyes were full of cold, "So whatever conditions I propose, as long as I agree to save the child, you're willing to fulfill?"

"Yes, as long as you save the child, I am willing to..."

"Then I want you to give up your custodial rights to the child."

Before An Xiangrong could finish her sentence, Gu Mingyu interrupted her.

An Xiangrong abruptly released Gu Mingyu's hand and fell to the ground. Looking at the man before her with bloodshot eyes, she whispered, "Weiwei is also your son."

"Exactly because he's my son, I won't let him have a malicious mother like you."

She's malicious?

Looking at Gu Mingyu's cold face and An Ling's smiling face, An Xiangrong felt as if her heart was being twisted.

"Are you going to agree or not? My patience is limited."

"Miss An, the child really can't wait any longer."

As soon as Gu Mingyu finished speaking, the doctor standing at the door of the operating room immediately spoke out.

"I...agree."

As soon as she uttered these words, An Xiangrong's face turned extremely pale. Gu Mingyu glanced at her and immediately looked away, heading towards the operating room.

Seeing the doctor still standing at the door, he glared coldly, "What are you still doing here?"

Watching the operating room door close, An Xiangrong hurriedly climbed up, but as soon as she started to walk, she was immediately stopped by An Ling.

"Sister, don't forget, you've given up your custody of the child. From now on, this child has nothing to do with you. Don't worry, I will take good care of the child."

Triumph filled An Ling's eyes. She wanted to see An Xiangrong cry, wanted to see her painful expression.