"Lele," Tang Yuxin stared into Lin Yile's eyes, making Lin Yile look back at her. Serious, incapable of lying, and desperate to save a life.
"Lele, I've never asked you who that man is. It doesn't matter who he is, as long as you were willing, you did nothing wrong. As long as you don't regret it, I will support you."
"Lele, now tell me, where is he?"
Lin Yile's lips trembled, and her face turned pale and colorless.
She couldn't speak, she dared not speak, she didn't want to speak.
Suddenly, with a slap, Tang Yuxin's hand fiercely struck Lin Yile's face, "Are you still trying to escape with that deathly appearance? You've been protecting him for three years, isn't that enough? Or do you want your daughter to remain crippled, to suffer, to live a troubled life? You shouldn't have given birth to her if you never cared for her, never raised her, yet now you want to take her life."
"I didn't, I didn't..." Lin Yile had already broken down, crying uncontrollably.
