It was just this morning that they had a fallout, and now they had to meet again. Sun Ling's father thought Sun Ling must have gotten scared, so he sat down early in the coffee shop's window booth, looking pleased with himself.
Sun Ling suppressed her intense discomfort and took a seat opposite her father.
Of course, Jing Yizhou was sitting next to Sun Ling, back-to-back with her.
"What now? Made a scene at the police station this morning and think it looked bad, so you've come to your senses?" Sun Ling's father stirred his coffee, revealing a cold smirk, "Xiaoling, it's not Dad criticizing you, but an arm can't twist a thigh."
"Money, I can't give you any."
Upon hearing this, her father's face changed drastically, just as he was about to explode, Sun Ling stopped him with her next words.
"But I can help you fulfill your longstanding wish of having a son."
