"Don't worry, I won't come looking for you because you will never win against Feng Jing."
Faced with the humiliation from her son, Luo Yinghong's eyes turned red but she did not try and hold him back like she used to. Because she knew, Feng Jing's existence meant that their relationship would only drift further and further apart.
Afterwards, Luo Yinghong packed her belongings and left the family home as her son watched secretly in surprise. He then returned to Feng Jing and said, "My mom doesn't seem to be joking this time."
"Of course she's not joking, she's even contacted Tangning for help," Feng Jing said as she sat in the living room sipping wine, dressed in a set of satin pajamas. "But, it's no use. Even if she's found Tangning, she's still no match against me," Feng Jing said with extreme confidence.
After all, she still had a trump card in her hands.
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