Long Lingli inexplicably felt a bit agitated in his heart. Was that child really taken away by someone? If that's true, then what was the hatred over the years for?
"Long Lingli, what exactly do you know? Did Long Kaiwei tell you something? If you know the whereabouts of that child, please tell me. I'm willing to split the Long Family's wealth with you, as long as you help me find my son. I can satisfy any of your requests." Long Yutian became emotional. Over the years, whenever the missing child was mentioned, Xia Yanxin would always shed tears. The couple had already lived through most of their lives, and he didn't want to die without having found her son, an everlasting regret for her.
After listening, Long Lingli became even more annoyed, "Shut up! What does your son have to do with me? So what if you have money! I'm not short of money now! Save it for buying your own coffin!"
Though he was saying heartless things, he bent down and cut the ropes binding Long Yutian's hands.
