Wu Jinghao turned to Mother Lin and pleaded, "Auntie, please help me. If you don't help me, Grandpa, Grandma, and Dad will blame you. My family is your backing."
Mother Lin pinched the corner of her clothes.
The Lin family had never been good to her. They only gave her 3 million yuan a month, while the Qin Corporation's monthly revenue was 20 billion yuan. The Lin family didn't care about her, and Old Master Lin wanted her to divorce Lin Chengye every day.
If even the Wu family abandoned her, her life would be very difficult.
Mother Lin had made up her mind. She was about to speak when Old Master Lin interrupted her, "Wu Wanrong, the Lin family will not help an outsider and let our own family suffer."
Mother Lin bit her lip.
Didn't his words mean that she, Wu Wanrong, was also an outsider?
"I'm not an outsider," she argued.
"Very soon," Old Master Lin snorted coldly.
