The atmosphere instantly turned icy cold as Qiu Tong confronted them with a murderous expression.
Song Yan narrowed his eyes and walked over to Qiu Tong with a smile.
He held the muzzle of his gun and looked at the children.
Song Yan's voice was lazy and slow, but it carried a hint of warning. "As the biological father of the children, you have no right to chase me away. I can obtain custody and visitation rights of the children through legal means…"
"Simply put, if I go to the courts, there's a good chance you won't be able to stay with the children."
Song Yan frowned, his expression somewhere between sympathy and sarcasm. He deliberately made a tsk-tsk sound as he shook his head and slowly squatted down.
"Do you want to have a happy, complete family or do you want to leave her?"
Song Yan threw the option to the children as he pointed in Qiu Tong's direction.
