Mrs. Qin was trembling all over.
"This photo... where did you get it from?"
As she spoke, she reached to grab it and tear it into pieces.
Jun Ruyi sneered, "If you tear this one up, I have a hundred more. If I'm not happy, this photo will be on the front page of every entertainment section in Imperial City tomorrow, along with that bizarre performance photo of Qin Wenrou playing piano with her feet. How effective do you think that would be?"
Mrs. Qin: "You... you can't hurt my child like this..."
Jun Ruyi: "Let me guess, the man in this photo, so ugly, kneeling and fawning over you, was the child he made you bear back then Qin Xin or Qin Wenrou?"
Mrs. Qin trembled more violently.
But Jun Ruyi continued with gusto:
"Logically, Qin Wenrou is so dumb, she seems more likely to have this ugly man's genes. However, I heard that Qin Xin was also a fool and a waste before she was six. Maybe Qin Xin is also a child you had with him?"
