Lin Qinghan screamed hoarsely: "Ah Zheng, have you forgotten your promise to me? You promised to treat me well for a lifetime, to grow old with me, didn't you? You even swore to the heavens that if you broke your word, you'd descend to the Eighteen Levels of Hell."
Tingzheng paused, turned to look at Lin Qinghan, and then, without saying a word, turned and strode out of the Main Courtyard.
Only then did Lin Qinghan become completely panicked, but she couldn't keep up with Tingzheng's steps and could only watch him leave.
The Lin family arrived quickly. Not only did Lord Lin come, but Lady Lin also arrived. As for the other esteemed gentlemen of the Lin family, Lord Lin stopped them from coming over.
Tingzheng's expression was very unpleasant, and upon seeing the two, he said: "Father-in-law, Mother-in-law, this is the last time I will address you this way. If it were possible, I wouldn't wish to reach this point. But I truly have no other way, please forgive me."
