Hearing this, Song Chongzhen panickedly looked around, but after seeing that no one was around, he calmed down.
"How does Miss Qi Yue know?"
Qi Yue let out a cold sneer.
"Is it difficult? Although that woman was worried that you might die, she didn't show a trace of genuine affection. When you were unconscious, she didn't shed a single tear. Moreover, I heard that you have a newborn son, but that woman has been here for many days without the slightest look of concern, as if she isn't worried about your son at all?"
"Thud..."
Song Chongzhen heavily knelt down, and gave Qi Yue three kowtows in succession.
"Miss Qi Yue, please let me stay! I beg you..."
Qi Yue furrowed her brows and after a long while, reluctantly said, "Seeing that you have not done anything to harm me, if you want to stay, then stay. However, I want to tell you something, giving in is not a way to solve problems, think about your wife and child."
