Shen Lin was the one who kept refusing to believe that a wild child with no proper background could find their way into Ye Ling's heart and raise Ye Ling's child. She was jealous, angry, and indignant. Shen Qianshu was living a life that was supposed to be hers.
Genius jewelry designer, smart and adorable child, and Ye Ling's love.
These were all supposed to be hers.
She felt like she had lost her mind, and she mumbled to herself. "No way… No way… No way…"
"Lin, what's wrong?"
"Say something, you met Ye Ling. Is he willing to help us?" Shen Xiong asked.
"He is unwilling to help us."
Shen Xiong's face turned pale as if a layer of powder was brushed on his face. He was in huge debt. How was he going to pay for it? The private bank he borrowed money from illegally was hunting them down closely. Even if he sold his assets, he would not have enough to repay his debt.