It was as if a massive, heavy bronze bell slammed into Lu Xiaoyou.
"Dong!" A loud noise, not only made her whole body ache, but a long ringing appeared in her ears.
"What did you say?" She looked at Long Xiliang in disbelief.
The man reached out to touch her cold face, "You love children, then let's have another one." Have a child that belongs to us.
Lu Xiaoyou pushed his hand away, "Can having another child make up for the one I lost? Is life so cheap in your eyes?"
Suddenly, she sneered, "Your Long Family opposes the gene modification like the Huang Family. Children of the Long Family must be born from the maternal womb. In the eyes of the Long Family, embryos developed in artificial wombs are flawed. You don't need children who grow up in artificial wombs, right?"
Long Xiliang's pupils burned, dark flames flickering.
"When Long Xingkui brought a child who lived in an artificial womb to me, I did indeed want to kill it..."
