"Mom, don't think too much. I didn't mean to blame you." Ye Hao said in a deep and low voice. He understood what his mother meant.
Xia Jingshu caressed her chest, which was stuffy and painful.
"A Hao, withdraw the lawsuit first, will you?" Xia Jingshu didn't know how to persuade her son. She never dreamed that her family would be like this.
Ye Hao looked downhearted, his eyes full of depression and pain. Instead of answering his mother, he just bit his lips hard, which were even about to bleed.
With no response from her son, Xia Jingshu continued, "I know you want to end this marriage with Han Xue, but A Hao, she's in such a state now. You will kill her in this way. If she should die in our Ye family, how can we live with that, and how can you face Little Yu when he grows up. What's more, if she dies at home, how will the media report? You will be reviled by the whole world."
