Qin Hai glanced at the group of people behind the young man. He was so scared that his face turned pale. He hurriedly said, "No, I'm serious. I can return the money to you as long as I sell the villa."
Qin Shu looked at the man in front of her coldly. He was timid and afraid of trouble. He was not responsible like a man should be. He was not a good husband, nor was he a good father.
She thought about how he did not care about her after her mother had passed away and had allowed Mu Lan and her daughter to kill her and hurt her maliciously.
She especially remembered the year when her face was disfigured. His disregard for her and the disgust that had flashed in his eyes made it seem as if he were looking at kittens and puppies by the roadside.
She thought about her mother. Her mother had been a woman who had worked hard outside. Yet, he had a woman in his arms and enjoyed the fruits of her labor.
