Hearing Fang Hao's words, Di Yan was completely enraged and couldn't help but scold, "He's uncomfortable, but aren't we all feeling bad? None of us wanted this to happen! But now that it has happened, what can we do?"
Saying this, Di Yan glared at Di Mingchen, his eyes slightly red, "Mingchen, you're already twenty-eight, a grown man. In times like these, you have to shoulder the responsibility. Blaming the children for it, what does that mean? They are your sons! They are Xiaoran's children, whom she carried for ten strenuous months and gave birth to with her life on the line!
