"She killed our child and ran off with another man, why are you still thinking about her?" Maomao couldn't understand and asked, "What's so good about her? Do you fancy this pair of worn-out shoes?"
"Enough, shut up!!!" Lingzhi could no longer tolerate her and shouted angrily, "Who exactly harmed our child? Make it clear to me."
"Why are you asking this?" Maomao looked at him in astonishment, "What do you mean?"
"What do I mean?" Lingzhi looked at her with a heartache, "I've been so good to you, giving you everything you want, spoiling you, indulging you. You're already the Di Family's young madam, what more could you be unsatisfied with?
Why do you still help the president with his deeds? To frame Afeng, you didn't hesitate to sacrifice your own child, why, why? That was your own flesh and blood!!!"
