Zhuo Qianyun didn't expect that Kong Ziyin would appear in front of her again.

Kong Ziyin, wearing a big-name high-end costume, looks elegant and luxurious, with a noble lady. On her delicate face, there is a smile of a winner.

"Zhuo Qianyun, we're meeting again. Speaking of which, I thought you were going to sue Wen Ming to the death. Unexpectedly, you took the initiative to give up the custody before the lawsuit started. Why did you want to get more benefits by giving up the custody?" 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, "Did you come 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 strengthened the word "good", but the threatening meaning can be heard at first.

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

Kong Ziyin smiled and said with a smile on her lips, "Although you caused me to have an abortion at the beginning, after all, that child is Wen Ming's child, and I am not such a revenge person. Naturally, I will treat the child well and train the child into a talent."

But even though she said that, her eyes were completely different.

Zhuo Qianyun stared at Kong Ziyin and said word by word, "Kong Ziyin, you and I know what happened back then. You can harm me, because Ye Wenming didn't care about me, but do you think you could harm Xiao Yan? He is Ye Wenming's biological flesh and blood. Can Ye Wenming tolerate you attacking Xiao Yan? Do you really think he would be so stupid?"

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

"Believe it or not? If one day Xiao Yan is hurt by you, will Ye Wenming want you or his own flesh and blood?" Zhuo Qianyun continued.

"You—" Kong Ziyin gritted her teeth and said hatefully, "Zhuo Qianyun, your son is just a disabled person. 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 find those surrogate pregnant mothers and ask them to give birth to a child for Wen Ming, and then I will raise it! Your disabled son is just a burden to the Ye family!"

The word "disability" hurts Zhuo Qianyun's heart. At the beginning, if she hadn't been framed by Kong Ziyin and went to prison, and then had a fever in prison, she could only take cold medicine to reduce the fever, but that medicine was not something that pregnant women could take.

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 bite the bullet and even had those cold medicines, which were given to her by the inmates in the same cell.

If he hadn't had a fever or hadn't taken medicine at the beginning, Xiaoyan's hearing might not be damaged, and he would be a healthy child!

"You only treat this disabled son as a treasure. Do you think Wen Ming would like to you? Wen Ming is now competing with you for his son, but he doesn't want a child with his bloodline to be raised by a woman like you. When Wen Ming has another son in the future, your disabled son will go away."

Kong Ziyin's vicious voice continued.

Zhuo Qianyun raised her hand suddenly and slapped her directly in the face, "Kong Ziyin, if you dare to say this again, I will fight you for the best!"

Zhuo Qianyun glared at the other party, and she was completely in a state of giving in.

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

"Why don't I dare to hit you? You made me like this. I didn't use a knife to cut you. You are lucky." Zhuo Qianyun said coldly, "Or do you really want to try the taste of being chopped?"
Chapter completed!