Lin Mei opened her mouth, but when she thought of her daughter, whose life or death was still unknown, she ultimately closed it.
Zhang Shizhong had never expected his usually obedient wife to defy him so blatantly. He strode over, grabbed her arm, and dragged her back. "If you don't apologize to Mom, don't even think about leaving."
"No! I'm going to find my daughter." Lin Mei struggled with all her might, but a woman's strength could never match a man's.
Su Qiao ground her teeth, reached out, and seized the vital point on the man's wrist. With one motion, she flung the man, whose arm had gone numb with pain, far away.
"Get lost! You useless piece of trash! You can even abandon your own biological daughter. You're just like your mother—less than an animal!"
After cursing him viciously, Su Qiao took Lin Mei by the hand and left. "Let's go."
Lu Han guarded the two of them from behind, preventing Zhang Shizhong and his mother from charging over again.
Ashamed and furious, Zhang Shizhong clutched his numb, aching arm, which he could barely move, and glared viciously at the two women. He shouted, "Lin Mei! If you dare leave today, we're getting a divorce!"
Lin Mei had already reached the elevator when her steps suddenly stopped. She turned around and stared frostily at the man she had once loved so much that she had lost herself.
"Fine. We're getting a divorce!"
"I've had enough of your whole family. I've had enough of your mother's sick possessiveness toward her own son. I must have been blind back then to fall for a useless coward like you!"
Having said that, she no longer looked at the man who had disappointed her beyond measure. Instead, she firmly took Su Qiao's hand.