Lin Ziran was trembling in fear, her face pale, as she looked at Qin Qingnan and said forcefully, "Qin Qingnan, whatever you think is your own affair, but let me tell you, you won't be able to scheme about my two children. Let me emphasize once more, they are not your children and have nothing to do with you. They will always carry the surname Lin! They have no connection whatsoever to the Qin Family!"
Qin Qingnan understood her fear and anxiety. Although she was trembling with emotion, he was as calm as a spring lake, with deep tenderness and an aching heart.
This woman gave birth to two children for him, even when he had abandoned her. She still insisted on giving birth to them, and for all these years raised them alone, never asking him for a penny.
A woman like this is deeply heartbreaking.
Mist slowly gathered in Qin Qingnan's eyes. He spoke again, voice slightly choked, "Xiao Ran, don't be afraid, I won't fight you over the children, never."
