"Lin Caihe!"
Lin Baiyi heard what she said and roared in anger.
He finally understood: that man holding the child was Lin Caihe's current husband, right?
And the child in the man's arms was Lin Caihe's own flesh and blood, yet Lin Caihe actually wanted to kill that child, and not just once!
"How could the Lin Family have such a vicious woman like you?" Lin Changyi glared at Lin Caihe with cold eyes and cursed.
She could even kill her own biological son; it showed that Lin Caihe was already beyond saving. What could they still expect from her?
"Dad, anyway, I've made myself clear: in this family, if she's here, I won't be, and if I'm here, she won't be!" He turned his head to look at Lin Baiyi and spoke to him word by word.
Just like that man said: if they let Lin Caihe live in this house, who knew if one day, while someone was speaking carelessly, they might accidentally offend her and then not live to see the next sunrise?
