"I know I’m very selfish, but I really have no other way! If I had even a bit of a solution, I wouldn’t propose such an unreasonable request to you! So, I beg you, please think about how Muyao only has one month left to live, think about how she’s Beiting’s only sister, and save her life!" Saying this, Mo Xuehong suddenly knelt in front of Ye Anxin, clutching Ye Anxin’s legs tightly.

Caught off guard by Mo Xuehong’s sudden action, Ye Anxin frowned, disgusted, "What are you doing?"

Mo Xuehong said firmly, "Anxin, I’m begging you, please save Muyao! She’s my life, my only one; if you don’t save her, I’ll kneel in front of you until you agree!"

Ye Anxin laughed coldly and retorted, "Have you ever thought that the child in my belly is your grandson? It’s also Uncle’s flesh and blood! Do you think Uncle would sacrifice his son to save a sister he’s never met?"

Upon hearing this, Mo Xuehong thought Ye Anxin was swayed, and she nodded quickly, "Yes, yes! Beiting listens to you so much, he spoils you, practically follows your every word; as long as you agree, he will not object! Besides, with the child in your belly, no one can change your decision!"

If she was only disappointed with Mo Xuehong at first, now she was utterly desperate, her heart sinking to the bottom, feeling nothing but coldness, "So, that’s why you asked me here alone? Just so I’d agree with you, leaving Uncle no room to object?"

"...!" Mo Xuehong just nodded, crying incessantly.

Mo Xuehong didn’t speak, and Ye Anxin didn’t speak either; the whole private room was filled with nothing but Mo Xuehong’s heart-wrenching cries.

On the other side of the room, Qin Muyao had her ear pressed against the wall, listening carefully to the movements in the next room.

Fortunately, these rooms were separated by drywall and not bricks; as long as one pressed an ear to the wall and listened intently, one could clearly hear the commotion next door.

Just now, she could hear Mo Xuehong and Ye Anxin’s conversation, but now, there was no sound at all, making her somewhat nervous.

How will Ye Anxin respond? Will she agree?

Although Mo Xuehong’s words just now were very selfish, her starting point was for her daughter, expressing more of a helplessness of a mother and a woman’s compassion.

From what she knows about Ye Anxin, she is kind-hearted and soft-hearted! And since Mo Xuehong has humbled herself to such an extent, she should agree!

After all, she’s a living human being; although Ye Anxin is now pregnant, the baby hasn’t been born, and there are many women who have abortions nowadays; it’s no big deal. An unborn child can’t be more important than her living life, right?

Ye Anxin is so smart, she should know how to weigh things correctly, right?

Qin Muyao pressed her ear tightly against the wall, and because she was nervous, her palms unconsciously began to sweat.

On this side, Ye Anxin looked at Mo Xuehong clinging to her legs, crying miserably, expressionless, not only feeling no sympathy or softening, but also extremely cold and disgusted!

When the first child was lost without even moving, she was heartbroken, wishing she could die with the child!

Now, this child, in over two months, will be born, and every time she talks to the baby in her belly, he kicks her in response! 𝓯𝙧𝙚𝒆𝙬𝙚𝒃𝙣𝙤𝒗𝓮𝓵.𝙘𝙤𝙢

If she agreed to Mo Xuehong’s request and cruelly took the life of such a child who already had feelings, she wouldn’t deserve to be a mother! Though Ye Anxin always considered herself weak and kind throughout her life, she’s sorry but not great enough to sacrifice her child to save someone else’s life!

Thinking of this, Ye Anxin closed her eyes, took a deep breath, and coldly refused, "I’m sorry! I can’t agree to your request!"

Qin Muyao, hiding on the side, clearly heard Ye Anxin’s answer, and her hands resting on the wall couldn’t help but clench into fists; she was unaware that her nails were digging into her flesh from the force!

Although this was unexpected, it was also expected!

But when she heard this answer come decisively from Ye Anxin’s mouth, Mo Xuehong couldn’t help but freeze for a moment, forgetting to cry, looked up at Ye Anxin, and asked incredulously, "Anxin, you really won’t save Muyao? Is this your answer, your true thoughts?"

Ye Anxin answered decisively, "Yes! To save your daughter and sacrifice my child’s life, I’m sorry, I can’t do it! If I weren’t pregnant, whether Qin Muyao was Uncle’s own sister or someone unrelated to Uncle at all, I would save her without hesitation! But now that I’m pregnant and my child is about to be born, I can’t selfishly take away his life! So, I can’t agree to your request!"

She didn’t know if Uncle in the next room heard their conversation; maybe he did, but was too saddened and disappointed, so he hasn’t appeared yet!

But she knew that regardless of whether Uncle appeared now or what he thought, Uncle certainly wouldn’t sacrifice their child to save a so-called sister without any emotional bond.

Mo Xuehong was a little anxious and said, "But Muyao only has a month to live! If you lose this child, you can have another one!"

Hearing Mo Xuehong say this again, Ye Anxin felt like kicking her away with her foot, but she restrained herself after thinking, taking a deep breath, forcing a smile, with lips forming a sarcastic smile, "You lose this daughter, but you still have Uncle’s son!"

Mo Xuehong replied without thinking, "It’s not the same!"

Ye Anxin raised her eyebrows and asked, "What’s different?"

Mo Xuehong said without hesitation, "Muyao is my life, my darling!"

Upon hearing this, Ye Anxin’s eyes flashed sharply, and she asked sternly, "Then what about Uncle?"

"...!" With Ye Anxin’s question, Mo Xuehong suddenly realized she had misspoken in her haste! Her eyes flickered guiltily, stammering, trying to explain, "I... I didn’t mean that... Muyao is my life, and Beiting is naturally my life too! They are both my life; if I lose any one of them, I can’t survive!"

Ye Anxin laughed coldly, "Since both of them are so important to you, I believe, if Qin Muyao dies, you will also be able to live strongly for Uncle!"

Hearing this, Mo Xuehong finally couldn’t bear it any longer and shouted in desperation, "Why won’t you just save Muyao? Your child is already over seven months old; if you don’t want her to die, you can take her out early! That way, you can save both your child and Muyao!"