Upon hearing this, Song Yuli bit her lip, lowered her head, and subconsciously twisted her two tangled little hands together without saying a word.

That man? That man is currently in the distant capital.

If he knew she was pregnant, wouldn't he think she got pregnant on purpose, hoping to use the child to marry into a wealthy family?

Thinking of this, her eyes involuntarily reddened.

Actually, she had already fallen for him the day Nangong Yu personally bought her milk tea and took her home.

She was well aware of the gap between them, so during this period of time, she worked hard and studied diligently, hoping to get into Imperial University through her own efforts and then work for Quanyu Group based on her own abilities.

She didn't want to have anything to do with him; she just wanted to quietly observe him.

But now, everything has vanished!

Song Demin frowned and scolded his son, "Don't cause trouble, go away."

Song Yuhao pouted and sat down next to Song Yuli with a displeased look on his face.

"Tell your uncle who that man is!"

Suppressing his anger, Song Demin asked in a calm tone.

“…”

Seeing that Song Yuli remained silent, Song Demin pursed his lips, and his weathered eyes seemed to flicker with fire.

However, to avoid scaring the child, he took a deep breath and said calmly, "Lili, listen to your uncle and get rid of the child. You are only eighteen years old, and there is still time. Let's forget about it this year and wait until next year. Go to a university further away, and then work and get married there."

Upon hearing this, Song Yuli's tangled little hands unconsciously tightened.

Should she abort it? She didn't want to; it was her child inside, and she couldn't bear to part with it.

Liu Ping frowned upon hearing this, somewhat disapproving, while Song Yuhao jumped up.

"Dad, how could you be so heartless? That was a life."

With red eyes, Song Demin slammed his fist on the coffee table and roared sternly, "What do you want me to do? Your sister is only eighteen years old. In my eyes, she is still an ignorant child. After she gives birth to that baby, can she raise the child on her own? Have you thought about these things?"

Song Yuhao retorted just as defiantly, "I can help my sister raise them!"

“…”

After Song Yuhao finished speaking, Song Demin and Liu Ping looked at each other, moved their mouths, but said nothing.

For a moment, the living room was eerily quiet.

Sensing the tense atmosphere between Song Demin and Song Yuhao, Song Yuli pursed his lips and stood up from the sofa.

"Uncle, I will give your suggestion a good consideration."

Watching Song Yuli's retreating figure, Song Yuhao angrily said to Song Demin again, "If my sister really aborts the child, Dad, you'll be a murderer!"

Upon hearing this, Song Demin was so angry he felt like he was about to have a heart attack.

"That little brat is infuriating!"

Liu Ping patted his chest worriedly, hesitated for a long time, and then said, "Old Song, do you really want Lili to abort the child?"

Song Demin rubbed his eyes and said weakly, "What else do you think? We're old. If Lili really gives birth to the child, how long can we take care of it for her? In the end, won't she be the one who suffers?"

Besides, how will she get married with a child in her arms?

*

Song Yuli leaned against the door, listening to Song Demin and Liu Ping's conversation in the living room, and couldn't help but tear up.

She knew her uncle meant well, but she really couldn't bear to abort the child.