Lin Anxin pushed the bank card in front of her again, with a troubled look and continued, "Aunt, I know 5 million isn't much to you, but for ordinary people, 5 million is still a big amount. I don't have much money either, after all, I still have to support my family, so please take this 5 million."
Mrs. Gui's meticulously made-up face turned livid, in that moment, she almost lost her composure and jumped up, even though she tried her best to control herself, it wasn't much better. Clenching her teeth, she stared at Lin Anxin, questioning word by word, "Miss Lin, are you saying my son knew you had a child and still clung to you, and you actually have no interest in him, hoping I will make him leave you?!"
What she had heard was entirely different.
How could her son shamelessly cling to a little artist? With their family's wealth background, what kind of woman couldn't Si Chen have?
