Yan Luoluo picked up the cheque that was dropped, let out a cold laugh, and placed it in front of Yin Caiping, "I will still address you as aunt now, I'll give you this cheque, I'll buy your son Mu Beihan!"

"You are really going against the heavens!"

Yin Caiping stood up in anger, her chest continuously moved up and down, and even the hand she pointed at Yan Luoluo was trembling.

She actually said something like that, what kind of identity did she think she was, to take the money she was given to buy Mu Beihan, how could her son be measured by his money!

"You think it's ridiculous too, right? I also think it's ridiculous, but you don't even consider it from my point of view, and asked me to hand over the Fanfan!"

Yan Luoluo did not mean to anger Yin Caiping, but if she did not do so, Yin Caiping would not even realize how excessive her actions were.

Just one million would be enough to buy back her youth, reputation, hardships she had endured, the Fanfan she had nurtured so hard?

It was simply a pipe dream!

"You were scolded by everyone, and you even wanted to take Fanfan with you to be scolded. You are not worthy of being a mother, and even more so, are not fit to take care of Fanfan!"

Yan Luoluo felt as if her chest was struck by a hammer, her mouth was filled with a sweet taste, and her eyes were filled with tears.

She had cried for Fanfan countless times. Even when she was scolded on the spine, she did not give up on Fanfan and chose to raise him up by herself. But now, a person who had only appeared for a few days in Fanfan was pointing at her nose and saying that she was not worthy of being a mother!

Being wronged, despair lingered in Yan Luoluo's heart. There was no hurt like denouncing a mother who was not fit to be a mother.

"You don't have the right to blame me, you don't even know what I experienced in these five years. I chose the latter option between destroying the Fanfan and going to France, if I had made another choice, you wouldn't even have a grandson as big as the Fanfan right now."

Yan Luoluo had never regretted the decision she made to give birth to Yan Qingfan. She might not be good enough as a mother, but she could guarantee that she loved him the most in the world.

"If I say it, you have ten sentences waiting for me!" Yin Caiping looked at Yan Luoluo with a sinister look, "You must sign this document today! The Fanfan can only be our Mu Family! "

If Mu Beihan came back and knew that the child was his, with his current love for Yan Luoluo, it would not be so easy for him to drive her away.

Yan Luoluo nimbly dodged the document, and under Yin Caiping's shocked gaze, she tore the document into pieces, and threw it into the trash can.

"I will not reveal the identity of the Fanfan. I will not discredit your Mu Family."

In their eyes, if the relationship between Yan Qingfan and her had become so terrible, she would rather not let them know Yan Qingfan's true identity!

"The one discrediting Mu Family is you, not Fanfan! Your relationship with Beihan would not benefit either of our two families, so you should leave on your own. "

Yin Caiping looked at the torn up documents in the trash can, flames almost spitting out of her eyes. She never thought that Yan Luoluo would actually refuse a toast and refuse a forfeit! She still had the next document waiting for her!

"If the media were to find out about the secret between you and Beihan, what would they say about us? To marry a shameless woman like you is to slap our faces! "

The humiliation of being criticized five years ago surged into Yan Luoluo's heart. Even after five years, her stain was still there.