Zheng Lin quivered with anger and looked incredulous.
"You… you dare to scold me?"
Gu Qingyao laughed coldly. "I can tell you're here to stir trouble. So? Why should I be polite to you?"
Zheng Lin fumed, "You're holding my daughter captive. How is it…"
"I've already told you to just spit it out. I don't have time to waste on you!"
Zheng Lin said angrily, "Do you deny it? Yuan Yuan is my daughter. It's natural that I want to bring her home. You use your status as Mrs Mo to insist that my daughter stays at the Chen house.
