"Ye Weijun, you can't hit me. We agreed on a divorce. This time, I'd rather die than stay with you."
"Hmph, that's not up to you."
On the train, Hua Hua cried incessantly in Qiu Hualan's arms, as if sensing the adults' emotions. The endless crying annoyed Ye Weijun greatly.
He shouted loudly, "Cry again, and I'll sell you to a village in the mountains. You believe it or not?"
Qiu Hualan hurriedly held the child tightly, "Ye Weijun, this is Ah Qing's child. If you dare do anything harmful to Hua Hua, believe it or not, I won't divorce you, Ah Qing won't let you off either. Let alone money, you might even get beaten!"
"Why all this nonsense, hurry up and calm him down, or else don't expect to eat for the entire journey." Ye Weijun knew he couldn't do anything to this little grandchild. It's not just Ah Qing who could handle him now, even that man he hasn't met, he feared him somewhat.
