From a distance, Yu Jinqing heard Qin Lingling's miserable pleas. His heart burned with urgency, and he couldn't sit still; he wanted to go out and find her.
Yin Rongyan took a calm sip of tea, "Stop! Where do you think you're going?"
"Mom, there's still my child in Lingling's belly. Let's let her in first. It's already dark outside, and it's cold. I guess she hasn't had dinner yet."
"She stole confidential documents, causing the project you were responsible for to fail, with losses amounting to tens of billions. How can you let this go? You must divorce her! And she must get out of the Yu Family!!"
"But..."
"Don't worry about the child. If she wants to keep it, we'll raise it. If not, we'll give her a sum of money as compensation. In the future, Mom will find a good girl for you, and you can continue to have children."
Yu Jinqing felt it was getting more absurd, "Mom, I only want her!!"
