"Selling me wouldn't be a problem, but you... you can't!"
Jia Xiufang looked at her daughter, feeling that if she had a kitchen knife, she could fight Chen Lin to the death at any minute.
Her daughter was so beautiful and so intelligent; how could she be sent to that kind of place and do that kind of thing that sells her body? Any mother would never allow such a thing to happen.
"Divorce, everything will be fine after the divorce. With a divorce, my younger brother and I will be safe!" This sentence must be said with unwavering determination because Xiao Qian knew that her mother would think about this sentence in her mind continuously.
This is the subconscious suggestion, a method often used by psychologists.
"But what if your dad isn't that kind of person? What if the fire wasn't caused by him?"
Jia Xiufang's words didn't make Xiao Qian angry; instead, they made her very happy.
