Song Yueqin snorted coldly, "You still know? I thought you forgot!"
"I didn't forget! How would I dare to forget?"
"Your mom doesn't even want me anymore, why should I go back?" Song Yueqin harbored grudges about what had just happened.
"You are the wife I married, and you are to live with me, not with my mother! Won't you come back with me? Tonight, I am all yours; you can do whatever you want with me!" Qin Fen pleaded and tried to ingratiate himself with Song Yuqin.
Seeing him so submissively pleasing, Song Yueqin was satisfied, "Alright, that's what you said!"
"I said it. But there's one thing, you're not allowed to call me a son of a bitch anymore!"
"Fine. If you don't provoke me, I won't curse at you!"
Qin Fen had coaxed his wife into coming back, and upon entering the yard, he saw that the light was still on in Qin Jian's room.
He walked to the window and said, "Brother, we're back! If you're tired, you should go to sleep early."
