Lian Qing looked at Zheng Haoyu and Su Nian disdainfully, sneering, "What does it have to do with you? I can even lay hands on my own son, let alone just a little brat!"
"Shut up!" Zheng Haoyu shouted coldly, "From today onwards, Zheng Yize has nothing to do with you. You are not his mother, and he is not your son!"
"Hahaha, Zheng Haoyu, you really treat him as your own son, do you? It seems what I've done wasn't wrong at all. Thankfully you found Su Nian, otherwise, how could I find the same blood? Hahaha..." Lian Qing's mad laughter echoed from the basement, making everyone frown; she was a lunatic!
Zheng Haoyu snorted twice, "His veins flow with Su Nian's blood, he is certainly our son. Do you think I don't know about the things you've done? You are unworthy of being human, unworthy of being a mother!"
