As soon as Yin Xi entered the bedroom, she turned on the computer and typed a few words on the screen:
How can a mother fight for child custody?
Immediately, many related contents popped up on the webpage. She clicked on each one to read it carefully, and even opened her phone's notepad to record important information.
From the content above, her chances of winning were quite high.
After all, the children were still young and could not do without their mother's care. Moreover, her financial resources were not lacking, and she was perfectly capable of raising three children.
Just as she was opening her phone's contact list, preparing to ask Xie Yifei to help her find a reliable and professional lawyer, the bedroom door was abruptly pushed open from the outside.
Qin Siye stood tall in the doorway.
Startled, Yin Xi glanced at him and immediately withdrew her gaze.
"Why are you here?"
Qin Siye did not answer her question. Instead, he closed the bedroom door and walked towards her with a cold expression.
"Who told you to leave Xinglan Bay?"
Yin Xi stood up from the sofa and replied irritably, "Your white moonlight is back, why should I stay there?"
Pausing slightly, Qin Siye looked at her in a daze, "You know everything?"
"The news is all over the place. I'm not blind or deaf, how could I not know?" Yin Xi looked at him with slightly red eyes, her words filled with bitterness.
"The situation last night was urgent, and I didn't know there would be so many paparazzi watching. She..." Qin Siye began to explain, but his peripheral vision suddenly caught the content on the computer screen, and his expression instantly darkened.
"What are you doing? Preparing to fight me for the custody of the children."
"Yes," Yin Xi replied decisively, "I don't want my children to have a stepmother."
Hearing this, Qin Siye's angry gaze locked onto her.
Suddenly, he sneered, "Fighting for custody? Yin Xi, you really impress me. Do you think you can win against me?"
"Then let's try," Yin Xi's heart ached slightly, but she did not back down in her words. "I've explained everything about what happened back then, and I've admitted my mistakes to you.
If you still can't forgive me, then I can't do anything about it.
If you want to raise the children alone, I can step aside, as long as you allow me to see them regularly.
However, I will never let them live with a stepmother..."
Qin Siye gazed at her incessantly chattering lips, feeling both annoyed and angry. He reached out his long arm, pulled her into his embrace, and lowered his head to kiss her fiercely.
Her eyes widened in shock, and Yin Xi raised her fists and pounded his back. What was this?
His white moonlight was already back, so why was he treating her like this?
Qin Siye completely ignored her struggles, tightly clasped her arms, and soon pried open her tightly closed teeth, conquering one territory after another...
It was like a punishment for his anger, or a declaration of his ownership.
Only when the woman in his arms gasped for breath and her body completely softened did he release her, his voice icy.
"I don't have a white moonlight at all, and I will never marry another woman."
"But the people online said..." Yin Xi looked at him, panting, but before she could finish speaking, she was interrupted by the man.
"Do you believe what they say, or what I say? The news has been taken down. It's all baseless. Meng Qi is just like a sister to me."
Qin Siye glared at her with a hint of anger in his eyes.
"Stop messing around. Hurry up and pack your things, and come back with me. The children said if you don't come back, they'll go on a hunger strike."
"What? How could they..." Yin Xi's body stiffened, and she looked at him in surprise.
"It's already eleven-thirty. If you don't want them to go hungry, then quickly pack your things. I'll wait for you downstairs." Qin Siye glanced at his watch and turned to leave.
"Wait," Yin Xi, as if by some strange compulsion, suddenly called out to him, and asked timidly, "Qin Siye, you've forgiven me, haven't you?"
The man stopped in his tracks, without turning his head, and only said four words, "It depends on your performance."
After the bedroom door closed, Yin Xi was still pondering the deeper meaning of those four words.
Did he mean that as long as she performed well from now on, he would forgive her, accept her, and their family of five would be together?
Realizing this, Yin Xi finally broke into a smile.
But another question was bothering her.
What did it mean to perform well? How should she perform?