Lin Qingshan didn't expect Tong Zhan to be so angry and out of control. She couldn't help but be shocked, but she quickly returned to normal. She didn't care about the broken comb on the ground. She stood up and turned to look at Tong Zhanxiao.
Calm eyes met the angry eyes of the Tong Saiman, and he still said as calmly as usual, "What you want to do is Yifeng's freedom, and I won't interfere. Also, remember, you, Tong Saiman, that I, Lin Qingshan, never live on men.
"Even if Yifeng leaves, I won't be able to live a more miserable life. I, Lin Qingshan, will only be getting better and better. If you don't think so, you can leave. I won't try to force you to stay either." Although the words were very calm, the firmness contained in the calmness was like a rock in the sea, which would not
