"Yao, I was wrong. Can you come back?"
After not seeing Yu Yong for a few days, he looked much more haggard than usual. Not only had he grown a stubble, but even his clothes were the same as the ones she had worn when she wanted to divorce Yu Yong.
"Yu Yong! You bastard! If it weren't for you, my sister wouldn't have become what she is today!"
Before Song Yao could react, Song Xiao's fist had already hit Yu Yong's face.
The corner of Yu Yong's mouth was already bleeding. No matter how Song Xiao hit him, he still wanted to get close to Song Yao. "Yao, I was wrong. Can you come back?"
"No!"
Song Yao rejected him with a cold expression. "I've already made it very clear to you! Let's get a divorce! The child belongs to me!"
"Are you… really not going to consider it?"
