Rong Cheng sneered. "Whether you admit it or not, he's still my son. My blood flows in him. Also, I remember that you used to be very gentle. How did you become so stubborn?
"Actually, as long as you give in to me, I can give you and your son a rich life. Your living conditions will be no different from when you were in the Rong Family."
Song Wanqiu was so angry that she pressed her fingernails sharply into her palm.
This disgusting jerk still wants me to be his lover?
"You look so charming when you're angry." Rong Cheng extended his hand toward her. "Are you really not going to consider it? As long as you agree, I won't mistreat you and our son."
"Don't touch me!" Song Wanqiu pushed his hand away, her eyes filled with disgust.