Zhuo Qianyun did not expect that Kong Ziyin would appear in front of her again.

Kong Ziyin, who was wearing a high-end high-end clothing, looked graceful and luxurious, like a lady, with a winner's smile on her delicate face.

"Zhuo Qianyun, we met again. Speaking of which, I thought you were going to fight a lawsuit with Wen Ming to the death, but I didn't expect that you gave up custody rights before the lawsuit started. Why, did you want to borrow money?

Are you going to get more benefits by giving up custody rights?" Zhuo Qianyun stood in front of the food stall and looked at Zhuo Qianyun mockingly, as if she was looking at a loser.

Zhuo Qianyun slowly raised her eyes, "Are you here just to tell me this?"

"Of course it's more than that. I also want to tell you that Wen Ming and I will get married in these three months. After three months, after you give the child to Wen Ming, I will treat the child 'well'.

"Kong Ziyin deliberately emphasized the word "good", but the threatening meaning in it can be heard at a glance.

Zhuo Qianyun narrowed her eyes and stared at the other party coldly.

Kong Ziyin said with a smile on her lips, "Although you caused me to have a miscarriage in the first place, after all, that child is also Wen Ming's child. I am not such a grudge-bearing person, so I will naturally treat the child well and raise him to be successful."

But even though she said that, the look in her eyes was completely different.

Zhuo Qianyun glared at Kong Ziyin and said word for word, "Kong Ziyin, you and I both know what happened back then. You can harm me because Ye Wenming doesn't care about me, but you think you can harm Xiaoyan."

Really? He is Ye Wenming’s biological flesh and blood. Can Ye Wenming tolerate you attacking Xiaoyan? Do you really think he would be that stupid?”

Kong Ziyin's face froze, and for a moment, she didn't know how to refute.

"Believe it or not, if one day Xiaoyan is hurt in the slightest because of you, Ye Wenming will not want you or his flesh and blood." Zhuo Qianyun continued.

"You -" Kong Ziyin gritted her teeth bitterly and said, "Zhuo Qianyun, your son is just disabled. Do you think Ye Wenming would care about a disabled son?! Even if I can't give birth to a child, so what, I can do it

Find those surrogate mothers and ask them to give birth to a child for Wen Ming, and then let me raise it! Your disabled son is nothing more than a burden to the Ye family!"

The word disability... stung Zhuo Qianyun's heart. If she hadn't been framed by Kong Ziyin and imprisoned, and then she had a fever in prison, she could only take cold medicine to reduce the fever, but that medicine was not suitable for pregnant women.

Food.

But at that time, she had no choice at all. If she continued to have a fever, she might lose her child directly.

She had no choice but to take it, and even those few cold medicines were given to her by the inmates in the same cell who took pity on her.

If he had not had a fever and had not taken medicine, Xiaoyan's hearing might not have been damaged and he would have been a healthy child!

"You treat this disabled son as a treasure, do you think Wen Ming will be interested in it? Wen Ming is fighting with you for a son now, just because he doesn't want a child with his blood to be raised by a woman like you. In the future, Wen Ming

Ming has another son, your disabled son, just go away."

Kong Ziyin's vicious voice continued.

Zhuo Qianyun suddenly raised her hand and slapped the other person in the face, "Kong Ziyin, if you dare to talk about my son like this again, I will fight you to the death!"

Zhuo Qianyun stared at the other party angrily, her whole person in a state of complete risk-taking.

Kong Ziyin covered one cheek in disbelief, "You...you dare to hit me?"

"Why don't I dare to hit you? You hurt me like this. You are lucky that I didn't chop you with a knife." Zhuo Qianyun said coldly, "Or do you really want to try what it feels like to be chopped?

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Chapter completed!