Ling Sheng subconsciously lifted her head and met the man's deep, questioning gaze. She could even see the faint disgust and mockery in his eyes. Her heart ached. "Let go."
Jun Shiyan tightened his grip on the woman's shoulder. His eyes locked onto hers, and the corners of his lips curled up into a mocking and cold smile. "Miss Ling, you're really good."
Ling Sheng frowned. "What do you mean?"
"Miss Ling, don't you know what I mean?" Jun Shiyan sneered. "I really want to know how you did it and what kind of drug you used on my son."
"Our son doesn't like you and doesn't want to be with you, you should find the answer within yourself!" Ling Sheng smiled casually, her gaze filled with mockery and coldness. "Don't you know how you treat your son?"
Jun Shiyan swallowed his vulgar words. "No matter how I treat my son, I'm still better than an irresponsible person who abandoned him the moment he was born!"
