The more Xi Xilan thought about it, the more furious she became. She couldn't understand why the son she carried for ten months and gave birth to showed no affection for her, yet treated the bastard born of a wretched woman so well.
At the same time, this thought fortified her heart, and she started to remind herself incessantly: "Don't think about irrelevant matters. Achieving my goal is the most important thing right now. In the future, if her son still acknowledges her as his mom, he won't be shortchanged. Otherwise, she will act as if she never had this son."
Once her heart was resolute, the words she spoke were like a sharp blade, capable of piercing through the heart.
"An Liyang, my purpose for finding you today is very simple. I want you to return to the company to help me. Are you willing or not? Give me a straightforward answer. If you are unwilling, I can provide you with a reason you can't refuse."
