Lin Qingxuan was stunned. He never thought that Old Lady Lin would have such a big reaction.
There is no Xia Xiaoman. There is no Xia Xiaoman.
To be born the son of man, how can he choose?
At this moment, Lin Qingxuan was in a dilemma.
As the son of man, he couldn’t do anything to his own mother.
However, as Xia Xiaoman’s boyfriend, he could not abandon her.
Lin Qingxuan looked at Old Lady Lin. “Mom, do you have to do this?”
Old Lady Lin Sighed, “Qingxuan, you’re already in your forties this year. I hope you can be rational and not live in an illusion. I’ve walked more bridges than you’ve walked! I know who is suitable for you and who isn’t. Xia Xiaoman is already in her forties this year. Whether she can give birth is another matter. Most importantly, she still has a burden on her. Do you want to be a cheap father and raise a child for someone else?”
Old Lady Lin could not accept Lin Qingxuan raising a child that was not related to her in any way.