"What about Mingmei? Did she agree to this?" Yu Xiuzhun gritted his teeth and spoke.
"This..." The person on the other end of the phone paused slightly, then braced themselves to report, "Mr. Yu, we received information that having Jin Chenye accompany the little miss to the parents' meeting seems to be Miss Ye's intention."
"If you have the guts, say that again! How is that possible..." Yu Xiuzhun started to shout in fury, but suddenly stopped, his mischievous eyes narrowed, reflecting a ghostly light.
The hand holding the phone suddenly clenched tightly.
Now that he was a "dead man," the only thing he could rely on was her love for him. If she gave up, no longer waited for him, or refused to believe that he would return to her and their daughter, then letting Jin Chenye be little Meimei's father would be the best choice.
