Zhou Jiajia's mother gave her half an hour, and he didn't want Zhou Jiajia to lose a loved one because of stubbornness.
"No! I don't want to go back to that cold home, I want to be with you," Zhou Jiajia said, hugging Lin Yifan tightly and with reluctance.
"I don't want you to leave either, but your mom is threatening with her death now, and I'm afraid you'll regret it later," Lin Yifan said worriedly.
"My mom is really hateful, I didn't expect her to use such despicable means to force me," she said angrily, recalling the previous conversation.
"Should we use the same despicable means against her?" Lin Yifan suddenly had an idea, and his male hormones surged again.
"You mean to present her with a fait accompli?" Zhou Jiajia asked.
"Yes!" Lin Yifan replied, ecstatic.
"Okay! So when are we doing it?" Zhou Jiajia asked, her face blushing.
"Tomorrow," Lin Yifan answered, decisively.
"Where do we find the time?" Zhou Jiajia asked curiously.
