An Ruo held him tightly, tears once again falling like rain.
Having her child was enough, truly enough.
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Tang Yuchen drove back to his current residence. Opening the door, he angrily threw his car keys to the ground. Still not feeling relieved, he smashed anything within reach.
The sounds of objects crashing to the floor were terrifying, and the living room was a complete mess.
Lan Keren slowly walked down from upstairs and, seeing him like this, did not know what to say.
Tang Yuchen ripped off his tie and tossed it to the floor, and even tore off a few buttons from his shirt.
He lay back exhausted on the sofa, his chest rising and falling slightly.
Lan Keren sat beside him and asked, "What's wrong?"
The man lay back, his right hand covering his eyes, and said faintly, "I told her, I told her I wanted custody of the child."
"She was very upset, wasn't she."
