"Yes, you're right. It's my fault. I shouldn't have left him. It's my fault!" Xia Yihan said, "Leaf ink, it's all my fault, you must be better, I compensate you!"

"Compensation? Are you sure you won't leave without saying? Are you sure you can accept Song Wanting? You don't know anything..." Lin Ling said this and was cut off by Lin Dahui.

"Enough! That's not when you say that, Lin Ling, stop talking. Doesn't Mrs. Young feel bad? She's worse off than we are!"

"No, I'm going to say that!" Lin Ling looked at Xia Yihan coldly, with sharp eyes like knives.

"What's the use of all this? It will...