Leng Sichen clenched his fists, staring at him with a gaze as cold as ice. After a long while, he spoke each word deliberately, "Even if I can no longer be Leng Sichen, I will never become Tang Jue again!"
"You... ungrateful wretch!!!"
As the angry shout echoed, the door behind them suddenly burst open with a loud bang. A person rushed in like a whirlwind, swiftly swept in front of Leng Sichen, grabbed the wheelchair, and pulled it behind them—a series of movements executed seamlessly...
"Xunxun... why are you here..."
"If I didn't come, would you have gone with him again? Would you have listened to him and married another woman?"
After glaring at Leng Sichen, the woman stared fiercely at Tang Zhen across from her, like a beast protecting its food. "Tang Zhen, don't push your luck! Biologically, he's your son, but legally, he's also my husband!"
Tang Zhen scrutinized her with a probing gaze and slowly said, "What if I intend to use my power to oppress you?"
