"My wife will carry the child, and I will drive the car. We will chase after her and return the child to her. She will raise her own son. No one in this world owes her anything," Lu Xingzhi said as he walked to the car. When Jiang Yao carried the child into the car, he started the car and left the barracks.
Jiang Yao looked at the child in her arms, who was crying so hard that he was almost out of strength. She sighed helplessly. The child was probably hungry. Chen Lanying was too cruel. First, she had wanted to kill the child, and then she did not even feed him any milk. She even left him at the entrance of the army barracks in the cold and alone.
"Who else knew that you pretended to be injured?" Jiang Yao asked. "Chen Lanying is accusing you of being unscrupulous to get her to break off the engagement so that you could marry me."
"Only our family knows about that," Lu Xingzhi said with a gloomy face.