"If… If it weren't for that, Shiting and I would've been married!" Ling Yutong's voice was filled with pain as she glared at her. "I've known him for almost twenty years! And you say I'm the third party? Ha…"
"So what if you've known each other for a long time?" Ye Shengge sneered. "You two haven't gotten together yet, which means the two of you weren't fated."
Ling Yutong clenched her fist.
No, she wasn't the third party. She, Shiting, and Little Zheng would definitely change their attitude if Shiting was certain that Little Zheng was her son. Grandpa Ji and Ji Shiting's mother would support her.
She tried to calm herself down and said, "Whatever you say."
Ye Shengge stopped talking seeing how stubborn she was.
Although the third party was despicable, the real despicable one was the man who couldn't control himself.
Therefore, as long as Ji Shiting didn't meet her again, Ling Yutong wouldn't be able to do anything.
