Shen Bijun instinctively looked at Chu Yanshen.
Seemingly sensing the panic in her eyes, Chu Yanshen also became a bit flustered. He lowered his voice and asked, "What's wrong?"
In the many years he had known Shen Bijun, he had never seen such panic and helplessness in her eyes.
This woman, who was always calm and collected, finally showed a hint of helplessness.
Shen Bijun turned on the speakerphone; her fingers were trembling. "Song Chen, what are you trying to do?"
"I'm not trying to do anything. I was just thinking that since you don't want to come with me, then I'll take Little Meng away. At least from a genetic standpoint, she is also my daughter."
Song Chen's voice was low, with a hint of a sinister smirk.
Shen Bijun immediately blurted out, "Song Chen, Little Meng is just a child!"
