"Hmph! I absolutely refuse to leave! Your son got me pregnant, and now you want to kick me out. You must be dreaming!"
Qin Zhenzhen lounged on the sofa with a defiant air.
So furious was He Yuchun that she could barely stand, almost fainting with anger.
Seeing the old hag in such a state, Qin Zhenzhen snorted coldly.
She glanced at Gu Jin standing by the door and, with an air of superiority, said, "After the funeral is over, I'm going to marry your brother. As his sister, aren't you going to make any move?"
Gu Jin raised her eyebrows slightly, with a smile always hanging at the corner of her mouth, and her gaze was cold and intense as it fell on Qin Zhenzhen's dark eyes.
Her tone was mild: "Oh? What do you want me to do?"
"Isn't this a rhetorical question? Naturally, whatever you have, you should offer it," Qin Zhenzhen retorted disdainfully.
Linda eyed Qin Zhenzhen coldly, her body tense and ready for action at a moment's notice.
