"Don't be like that. If you don't eat, I'll feel so bad. You can't bear that either!"
"I can bear it! The way you treat my son, it's like he's not even your own! Even I'm starting to doubt if he's really ours! It pains me to no end, it's killing me!" Xia Zhisu exclaimed, clutching her heart as if distressed.
"No, no, don't say that! How could I doubt he's not ours? Just look at him, he's a spitting image. Beauty over power, always! Here's the deal—I'll temporarily take back the company, and once it's running well, I'll hand it back to him! All right? And as for An Ziqing, we'll let her leave. I promise I won't harm her!" Ling Tian'ao said.
"Mommy, I don't want An Ziqing to leave me!" Ling Chuan said, pretending to whine to Xia Zhisu.
Gu Yifeng, who was standing at the door, was left speechless.
