Rebirth of a Village Girl

Chapter 452: 129: The mantis stalks the cicada, unaware of the oriole behind! _2

After the doctor left, Li Ting looked at Li Xianxian, lowering his voice, “Xianxian, please keep the child. I am willing to give you and your child a legitimate status.”

After all, Li Xianxian’s first time was with him, which meant the child had a fifty percent chance of being his.

As a potential father, how could he personally end his child’s life?

He couldn’t do it.

He couldn’t overcome his own emotional barrier.

Li Xianxian seemed to have perceived Li Ting’s worries, “This child is Baichuan’s.”

“You are so certain?” Li Ting asked.

Li Xianxian spoke, “I’m the mother of the child, and I understand better than anyone else. Tingzhi, if you wish me happiness, it’s best to forget about that night. We are just close friends to each other.”

Her words served as an indirect reminder to Li Ting that she was the victim that night when he forced himself on her.

So, no matter whose child this was,

The child’s father could only be Mo Baichuan.

Li Xianxian was a smart woman. She knew how to keep Li Ting at bay.

People say that a woman in love has zero IQ, but in reality, a man in love can be even more foolish.

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Like Li Ting.

Li Ting sighed, “Xianxian, have you really thought it through?”

“Yes.” Li Xianxian gave a slight nod, “For the one I love, I have no regrets.”

Li Ting massaged his temple in agony, then signed his name on the guarantee letter.

Looking at the signature on the guarantee letter, a calculating expression flashed in Li Xianxian’s eyes.

After a while, the doctor returned.

Li Ting handed over the guarantee letter to the doctor.

The doctor took the letter, “So, have you two decided not to keep the child?”

“You’re mistaken, he’s my brother,” Li Xianxian corrected him.

Brother…

Hearing this, Li Ting’s eyes were full of bitterness.

“Oh.” The doctor nodded, then said, “Since you’ve decided, I have to make clear some precautions before the surgery. The abortion might affect your fertility in the future, it could even lead to infertility.”

Li Xianxian hesitated for a moment, then said, “I am willing to take any consequences.”

“Alright,” the doctor sighed, “let’s prepare for the operation.”

Li Ting glanced at Li Xianxian, wanting to say something, but in the end, he remained silent.

At the base.

Mo Baichuan sat in his office, chain-smoking. In no time at all, the ashtray was filled with cigarette butts.

After a while.

He picked up the phone and dialed a number, “Hello, check on Li Xianxian for me.”

After all, the child that Li Xianxian was carrying was his.

Mo Baichuan couldn’t be indifferent.

About ten minutes later, his phone rang again. Mo Baichuan picked up the call with a blank expression, “How are things going?”

“Li Xianxian is currently at a private clinic on Wen’an Road, lining up for an abortion.”

Mo Baichuan frowned slightly, “Is Li Ting the guarantor?”

“The guarantor is Mr. Li.”

“Is the information accurate?” Mo Baichuan asked.

The person on the other end of the line confirmed it, “The information is accurate. Li Xianxian is scheduled to have the operation in half an hour.”

Mo Baichuan continued, “Keep an eye on her.”

“Alright.”

Soon, half an hour passed. The phone rang again, “Ms. Li is in the operating room.”

The cigarette in Mo Baichuan’s hand dropped to the floor at that moment.

It seemed that Li Xianxian wasn’t putting on a show for him.

She was truly determined to abort the child.

No, he couldn’t let this happen.

The child was innocent. Mo Baichuan’s upbringing taught him that he couldn’t commit such a conscienceless act.

…

Li Xianxian lay on the cold operating table.

The surgeon was a kind middle-aged woman in her forties. Holding the surgical instruments, she asked with a tone of reluctance, “Miss Li, are you sure about this?”

Was she really sure?

Li Xianxian didn’t know.

She was gambling.

She was gambling that Mo Baichuan would come.

If Mo Baichuan didn’t come, then all her efforts would have been in vain.

Li Xianxian firmly gripped the sheets beneath her. Her knuckles had slowly turned white from the force, “Doctor, could you give me a few more minutes to think?”

“Alright.” The surgeon nodded.

Outside.

Li Ting sat anxiously on the blue plastic chair.

Just then, Mo Baichuan burst in with a group of people.

Seeing this, Li Ting’s eyes brightened, he quickly stood up and said, “Baichuan, you’re here!”