Lu Chenyuan didn't offer a single apology.
To the mother and daughter, he had already been as benevolent as possible. Was he supposed to gamble with marriage and be the good guy?
How would that be fair to anyone?
Yangyang had already cried into a mess, while Lu Chenyuan left with the staff who came to collect blood.
Bai Xiaoyin looked at her daughter helplessly, "I'm sorry Yangyang, you shouldn't have lied that day. Mom can't do anything now; I don't know how to cover up this lie."
Yangyang's eyes were full of resentment. Why couldn't she be Uncle Lu's daughter?
The blood flowing in her veins was so filthy; her father was Jin Ji, and her surname was Jin.
Lu Chenyuan expedited the appraisal results, but they would still take five days.
After these matters were settled, Lu Chenyuan drove to Lin Yan's company.
Lin Yan was in a meeting, while Lu Chenyuan waited in her office.
Lin Yan's secretary, Lilian, entered with a tray of coffee, looking shy.
