Qiao Haidong was furious, "What nonsense are you spouting? What are visitation rights? Jiasen is my son, not yours; how can he live with you? You have no right to restrict me from seeing Jiasen! You are an outsider, you have absolutely no blood relation with us, you have no right to raise my son!"
"Didn't you sell him? He's not your son anymore! When you had him kidnapped, why didn't you think about him being your son then?"
"Are you deaf? Didn't you hear when I said the kidnapping was just a play for you? Jiasen isn't hurt at all, he's standing right here, doesn't that prove enough that I had everything well arranged?"
"To describe a kidnapping as well arranged, that's unheard of! Jiasen doesn't need you to raise him, I'm taking him away tonight! Don't you even think about laying your hands on him later, if I find out you're using him to make dirty money again, you'll have me to answer to!"