Yu Jiangqing did not miss her loss, but he would not show her any mercy.
"Can we talk?"Yu Jiangqing was still polite, but it was because she was Ding Ning's mother.
"I don't know anything."Fan Guihua lowered her head and was about to leave after saying this.
"You allowed your husband to lay his hands on your daughter. As a mother, do you still have the heart?"Yu Jiangqing said in a deep voice, his words sharp.
Fan Guihua's hand that was holding the lunchbox trembled slightly. "I want to live, and I want to live too. I'm just a woman, what can I Do?"Fan Guihua raised her head and retorted sharply.
"It's really a high-class reason."Yu Jiangqing sneered.
"If we leave him, we will starve to death. Her father has long gambled our entire family. What can I Do?"The more fan guihua spoke, the more agitated she became. In the end, the lunchbox in her hand trembled as well.
