Underneath Qiaoqiao's palm, Chen Jingzi's shoulder trembled more and more ferociously.
In the next moment, Chen Jingzi rose from her seat. Despite the soreness all over her body from the earlier altercation with Ling Guizhen, she bent her knee and knelt before Qiaoqiao.
"Miss Qiao," Chen Jingzi pleaded tearfully, "I beg you, please spare me. I have nothing left. I can guarantee that I will never harm Ye Jiajia again. I will disappear quietly, please believe me, truly, I dare not harm Ye Jiajia ever again."
"Can your words be trusted?" Qiaoqiao let out a cold laugh. "You can even forge your son's DNA, what else about you is trustworthy?"
"..." Chen Jingzi grabbed Qiaoqiao's legs, about to plead, but Qiaoqiao pushed her away emphatically. "Chen Jingzi, people like you never learn to behave unless they're pushed to the brink."
Chen Jingzi sat sprawled on the cold floor.
