"I will remember what you two did to me today, and I hope both you and your daughter do too."
Miu Lerong's eyes narrowed, her expression terrifying as she turned to Song Jiayu,
"Divorce is fine, but I must have Song Tianyou with me."
"Impossible."
Song Jiayu's expression was stern, like a fighter who had entered the battlefield.
Song Lili was startled by her father's adamant response.
"Song Jiayu, don't go too far. If it weren't for you getting me pregnant back then and saying you would take responsibility, do you think I would have married you? And now you say you want a divorce just like that?"
"Xiangqiao is no more, and now you even want to take away Song Tianyou, do you have no conscience at all!"
Miu Lerong abandoned her usual dignity, pointing at Song Jiayu's nose and saying,
"While you were out fighting, I was behind the scenes planning for you; all these years, without me, what would you, Song Jiayu, be now?"
