She had seen through this man, which was why she had an abortion.

Fu Sheng only cares about interests.

Even if he loses his child, he can still be threatened with his reputation.

After all, men value their image more than their lives.

Lin Zhenzhen was confident that she could threaten Fu Sheng, but she didn't expect the man's rough laughter to escape from his throat.

He then pulled a folder out of his briefcase.

With a "thud," it slammed heavily in front of her.

The folder contained Lin Zhenzhen's parents' names, home address, and all the schools she had attended from childhood to adulthood, all clearly listed.

Feeling as if she were immersed in cold water, Lin Zhenzhen stopped her face from trembling with fear and glared at Fu Sheng through gritted teeth.

She knew Fu Sheng was capable of doing it.

"Think about whether you can bear the consequences before you play with me." Fu Sheng looked at Lin Zhenzhen with a forced smile.

Why didn't I think she was so stupid before?

I misjudged it.

Fu Sheng glanced at his watch; he had other things to do.

Fearing that Lin Zhenzhen would cause trouble again, they waited until Li Fu arrived before leaving.

"Keep an eye on her."

Before this matter was over, Fu Sheng gave a strict order—

Lin Zhenzhen must not be allowed to leave the ward again.

After giving his instructions, he rushed to the hotel where his mother-in-law was staying.

The woman was dressed simply and elegantly, and she was also holding a string of Buddhist prayer beads in her hand.

When he arrived, she didn't even give him a glance.

Fu Sheng quickly went up to the woman, apologizing profusely and kneeling down to plead, "Mother, please try to persuade Meizi again."

"I was just confused for a moment."

As he spoke, Fu Sheng said, seemingly with concern, "Meizi is busy with work all day long, so busy that we hardly ever see each other."

At first glance, this statement seems to be an attempt to excuse one's own behavior.

But then the man changed the subject, saying, "If I'm not by her side, who will take care of her?"

“Miko likes to eat the food I cook. With me around, she can be a princess who doesn’t know anything.”

"Besides me, who else can take care of her?"

The woman raised her eyebrows but did not speak.

Is this an insinuation that his daughter has never cooked for him? With money, what kind of person can't he find to take care of him?

The conversation continued, and Fu Sheng unleashed his trump card, "Mother, please give me a chance."

"I truly love Miko. Do you think anyone else could have taken that blow for her besides me?"

As he spoke, Fu Sheng revealed his arm, which bore an old injury.

The woman was somewhat persuaded. She hadn't wanted her daughter to get a divorce anyway, and she was determined to teach Fu Sheng a lesson this time.

But the other person's arm—

The old ailment left from the moment he risked his life to protect his daughter in a critical moment.

She initially looked down on Fu Sheng because he lacked ability and background, but their personalities complemented each other.

Caught between two conflicting views.

The woman rose gracefully. "You may go back now."

"Mom?" Fu Sheng asked deliberately.

"I'll consider it."

Having said that, the woman, expressionless, disappeared gracefully around the corner, supported by her servant.