Tian Tian admired the pained expression on her face and said with a sweet smile, "Cousin, didn't we agree? As long as you're willing to marry, we'll naturally return your son to you."
Tian Sangsang let out a cold laugh. "Let me tell you, I will never marry Brother Biao. Everyone knows he's nothing but a thug—he drinks, he hits people. Only an idiot would marry a guy like him!" She couldn't outright give in, fearing it might arouse their suspicion, so she chose to argue first.
"Then, cousin, who do you want to marry? Mr. Zhou? Mr. Zhou wouldn't want someone like you—a used good. Or are you waiting for Ye Jiang to come back? Let me tell you, Ye Jiang is probably living it up in the city right now. Do you think he still remembers you and your son?"
"Do you believe I could strangle you here and now?" Tian Sangsang spat out the words with venom.
