"Having you for a father, I truly feel sorry for my eldest sister," she said, casting a mocking glance at Ning Qinghua before hastening to catch up with Ning Zijin.
"Jinjin, Dad didn't do it on purpose. You know he has a sharp tongue but a soft heart..."
Ning Zijin laughed bitterly in response, turning her head to poke Ye Feng's chest, "Do you even believe that yourself? I've been disappointed in him for a long time. Stop making excuses for him."
Ye Feng sighed and embraced her, "Jinjin, don't be sad. I'll treat you well from now on."
Ning Zijin smiled faintly and hugged him back, "Let's go back to Capital City."
"But..."
"No buts. That's your home and mine too. No matter the difficulties, we'll face them together." She had made up her mind a long time ago; besides, it's not like she couldn't have children anymore. It was time to see what trick that mother-in-law could pull—surrogacy? Over her dead body.
