At the thought of this, Yan Songnan felt an inexplicable sourness in his heart.
However, he also knew that this was a fact that no one could change.
He looked at nie qiuping. She was looking at you Yi. He looked at qingsi. She was sitting on you Yi's lap, smiling brightly.
Yan Songnan lowered his head. The mother and daughter had long lost all feelings and hope for him, their husband and father.
In the end, when he heard the presiding judge read out the verdict, Yan Songnan could not tell whether he was relieved or regretful.
He told himself that without this mother and daughter dragging him down, his path would be much easier. One day, when he became a rich man, he would make nie qiuping regret it.
Lawyer Zhao looked at Yan Songnan's ashen face from the side and sighed in his heart. He definitely could not accept the verdict, but he could only admit defeat because of that bastard's fist.
Lawyer Zhao patted Yan Songnan's shoulder to comfort him.