Mo Qiang pursed her lips as much as she hated to admit it—what Yin Rentian made sense. If the person who was targeting Yin Fu was Madam Yin, then certainly that woman would not leave him alone.
She turned her gaze and looked at the child in the back of the car seat, and her gaze softened. Though the child in the incubator was as ugly as he could have been, Mo Qiang thought that the child was prettier than anything that she had ever seen.
"If you two are done," Mama Lin stood up on his feet before saying to Mo Qiang, "It's a good thing that you know the truth now. I will cut to the chase, so..." he held his hand in front of him before saying to Mo Qiang, "Give me the money."
"Money?" Mo Qiang looked at Mama Lin with a frown on her face. What kind of money was this mer asking?
As if sensing her thoughts, Mama Lin rolled his eyes and said to her, "Money, the damn money to raise your child; what else!?"
