he waiting area sofa in the hall.A few female colleagues had finished their meal at the employee restaurant, and also packed a portion for Leng Yechen. On their way back, passing through the lobby, th..."My child, can only be mine and Yimo's. If Yimo cannot give birth, then I will not want a child." 。skipped a beat.Tong Yi Mo sobbed as she continued to pound his chest. Finally, she grew tired, both from the pounding and the crying. She clutched his shirt with her hands, her voice hoarse and choked...