Qin Muchuan was genuinely enraged by her. "You're essentially using my money to support a gigolo, and you're doing so shamelessly!"
Lin Xiangwan sneered. "Could your thinking be any narrower?"
Their hostile confrontation instantly grabbed the children's attention.
The children rushed over to intervene, with Tongtong gently pleading, "Mom and Dad, don't argue, please talk things out."
Lin Haoran became a little agitated. "Why are you fighting again?"
"Daddy, you can't be mean to Mommy!" Qin Yutong clung to her father, her little face knitted in worry, imploring urgently, "Daddy, Mommy must have had a good reason for going out, let her explain, you can't just shut her out."
Lin Haoran was less composed; he had begun to throw punches at his father in anger. "Daddy's wrong, Daddy's always mean to Mommy. Mommy's so thin, how is she supposed to fight back? Let go of my Mom!"
Qin Muchuan was seething, paying no heed to his daughter's pleas or his son's pummeling.
