"So, your return this time is to seek revenge on the Yin Family, especially Yin Moran? Because he is Yin Zhongjie's son? In order to exact revenge on him, you plan to steal his current girlfriend? Then, you and Lin Qian have two sons—was that intentional, or merely a coincidence?"
Old Madam Yin looked at Chu Yelin, whose eyes were blazing with intense hatred, feeling both heartache and a deep sigh.
It was clear that eliminating the hatred in Chu Yelin's heart would not be an easy task.
What worried her more was his vengeance inadvertently affecting the innocent.
Such as Lin Qian.
Now she was the woman Yin Moran had set his sights on, but at the same time, the mother of Chu Yelin's two sons.
It was truly something baffling.
Was it really just a coincidence?
Old Madam Yin's mind flashed to Lin Qian's appearance, and a glimmer of deep contemplation crossed her aged eyes.
She bore a resemblance to that chief secretary who had betrayed them.