Bai Yihong and Lin Ping'er have always had a good relationship after their marriage. Despite many grievances Lin Ping'er endured at the old mansion, she never uttered words of giving up. Thus, when she roared out in anger, Bai Yihong was dumbfounded.
"Bai Yihong, listen to me, don't think you're great just because there's money coming in. Did you earn that money? You've been throwing it into a bottomless pit. If you don't want to lead a good life, and also want to make the children suffer, then we might as well split up. The children will live with me, and I promise not to let them suffer like this," continued Lin Ping'er.
Bai Zehao became somewhat anxious. "Mother, don't be angry. If you have something to say to father, say it calmly."
Lin Ping'er had red eyes. "How else can I say it? I gave the money to his mother, only to be accused of scheming against the old woman. I really don't understand what wrong I've done to her."