"Don't even think about it!"
Hearing the words "divorce," Dan Hanjie's expression darkened instantly.
His bewitching face exuded a terrifying coldness.
"Do you really want to take my son outside or not?" Qin Youxuan pointed to the little guy in her arms.
Right now, there seemed to be no better way to handle the crisis than using Tingye.
As Dan Hanjie's son, they couldn't keep Tingye hidden forever.
Exposure was just a matter of time.
Rather than letting the media dig it up, it would be better for them to appear publicly as a family of three.
This would ruin the schemers' plans and give them a slap in the face.
"Pfft—"
The little guy had just finished feeding and was burping contentedly.
Seeing Qin Youxuan pointing at him, his chubby hand grabbed her finger, quickly stuffed it into his mouth, and started sucking again.
"Still drinking? Your mom is being called a divorced woman, and I'm about to die of worry, yet you're smiling so happily."
