So, it was just as I imagined; he called me over just to steal Hanhan...
Cheng Weiwan didn't even think about it. The second Han Zhifan finished speaking, she exclaimed, "I don't want a cent, because I'll never give you my child."
"Ten million?" It seemed like Han Zhifan hadn't heard Cheng Weiwan's protests and set his own price.
"I told you. I won't give you the child!"
"Twenty million?"
"Quit dreaming! Even if I died, I'd never give you Hanhan!"
"Thirty million?" Han Zhifan gave his third price. Compared to before, he had more to say. "I suggest you consider it. Don't refuse me when I'm showing you face!"
"Han Zhifan, you're the one who didn't want the child in the first place. You have no right now to steal him away!"
"No, right? Don't forget I'm the child's father!"
"But I'm the child's mother!"
