"Dad." Nangong Lengyu looked at him. "I'm sorry. I'll pull myself together."
She couldn't go on like this. She couldn't let people who cared about her suffer because of her.
Tears welled in Nangong Lun's eyes as he looked at her seriously. "Yu'er, you live for yourself, not others. You still have a long way to go. You can't stop because of this accident."
It was good that his daughter had thought it through.
He knew that his daughter would not fall so easily. He was relieved that she was getting better.
He had made the right decision.
She was going to live her life, not become a mother at this age and live for the child of a man she hated.
That child could only blame her for choosing the wrong father and the wrong family to be born into.
Wen Ruoshui looked at Nangong Lun and felt that something was wrong. From the beginning until now, Uncle Nangong had been too calm and cold.