Song Tingfan's face was somber, and for a moment, he didn't speak. Li Guifen couldn't wait for his response. She didn't hesitate to kneel on the ground and kowtow, saying, "Tingfan, I'm begging you."
Song Tingfan turned aside, "I won't divorce."
He won't divorce.
Won't divorce.
"Tingfan, I'm begging you, Qiao'er... she doesn't have those feelings for you." Li Guifen pleaded, her expression full of desperation.
The words "doesn't have those feelings" stung Song Tingfan. How could he not know that Lin Qiao had no such feelings for him? She was afraid of him.
She despised him.
For a moment, his throat felt a bit dry. He pressed his lips together, "No divorce, I will treat her well."
As long as she stays by my side, that's enough.
Where her feelings lie... doesn't matter.
After he finished speaking, he strode away.
Behind him, Li Guifen couldn't help but sob. What should she do? It's all her fault. It's all her fault for pushing her daughter.
