The blood flowing in Lu Yi mostly belonged to her, and the notion of her blood flowing into Su Muran made her sick.
"He'll come to you again," Yan Huan prodded Lu Yi's chest with a finger. "And if you dare give her one more drop of your blood, I will leave you. Along with the two mini you."
"I get it," said Lu Yi softly, placing a hand on her forehead. "Alright, chill. Don't worry about such things, okay?"
Yan Huan wanted to argue, but her indolence got the better of her. Her focus was on herself and her two sons. She would give birth to them, whether or not Su Muran lived.
Before long, Lu Jin returned. He wasn't empty-handed; he had demanded a land deed from the Su Family in exchange for Lu Yi's blood, which they yielded when he threatened to make the matter public. Blackmailing wasn't fair play, for sure, but they were the real victims here! If Su Qingdong felt no qualms blackmailing Lu Yi, two can play the game.
