"Are we done?"
Just as the man outside saw a surge of fury well up, ready to burst in,
suddenly, he saw the woman inside being slapped, who touched her own face and emotionlessly asked.
Sheng Siyuan: "..."
So calm?
His sharp gaze from behind the glasses narrowed, temporarily suppressing the impulse to rush in.
Similarly, Lin Shuang was also taken aback.
Such a reaction was indeed unexpected; to be slapped and show no response at all.
Something seemed very off.
"You really are despicable; he's not even your son. Do you need to be so humiliated?"
She did not relent but coldly mocked first, clearly annoyed.
"Of course," Yin Hehe did not deny.
"Otherwise, why would you give me the child?"
"But, that's my son!!" Suddenly, the woman was provoked, her emotions becoming extremely agitated.
"Why should my son be given to you? Do you have some ulterior motive? Or, are you trying to use my son to ingratiate yourself with his daddy?"
