What kind of family a child comes from determines what kind of person they become. It wasn't absolute, but eighty percent of the time, that was how it worked.
The influence of one's environment exceeded anyone's imagination.
"Are you sure he really loves you?"
Although Su Qiao hadn't deliberately investigated Wu Haishan, judging from all the signs, he clearly wasn't honest. He probably already had another woman outside, or had set his sights on someone else.
And that woman's identity was no ordinary one. She could give him everything he wanted.
Su Ya Ni nodded firmly. "I'm sure. Haishan loves me."
Su Qiao didn't even want to speak anymore.
That saying was absolutely true: you could never wake someone who was pretending to sleep.
"Sis, he really loves me. He'd rather give up the baby than let anything happen to me. Isn't that enough to prove that he loves me?"
Su Qiao sighed and shook her head slightly. "It's been ten months. You suffered all that hardship for nothing. You're still blind and completely blinded by your feelings."
"Forget it. I don't want to say anything more to you. I'll give you one last chance. Are you coming back with me or not?"
"If you come back with me, I can arrange everything for you, and I can arrange everything for your child too. I'll guarantee that you and your daughter can live a peaceful, prosperous life."
Su Ya Ni was caught between two difficult choices. She didn't want to hurt her sister again, but she didn't want to give up on Haishan either.
"Sis, why can't you accept Haishan? Is it just because of his parents and his younger brothers and sisters?"
"But he's him, and his parents are his parents."
Su Ya Ni knew exactly what the people