As the long-lost son of the Lu family in Jiangzhou, Lu Yi originally thought this was heaven's favor upon him, but the truth was far from it.
Seventeen years of destitution did not earn h...
Lin Xiaoya was filled with jealousy towards Liang Shiyue. Seeing that he was willing to be her pawn, she gritted her teeth and revealed the whole plan that she had already memorized.
Lu Han deliberately moved closer and listened intently.
When I encountered something I didn't understand, I asked a few more questions.
At the end of the conversation, he sighed, "You are far superior to Mengmeng; she would never have come up with such a brilliant plan in her entire life!"
Lin Xiaoya picked up her coffee. "I'll take that as a compliment!"
Her eyelids were lowered, and her chest was churning with turmoil, as if the words she had just spoken had brought her through some earth-shattering ordeal.
"Lin Xiaoya, I know you look down on me and think I'm a fake young master just like outsiders. Actually, whether it's true or false doesn't matter. What matters is what the head of the family thinks. Am I right?"
Sensing the hidden meaning in his words, Lin Xiaoya turned her head away. "I'm different from you. I'm genuine."
Lu Han snorted.
"None of that matters! As long as Liang Shiyue gets into trouble, I'll be happy, and you'll be happy too. Once you become my sister-in-law, just don't forget that I helped you today!"
He took two red bills out of his pocket and pressed them on the table.
Squinting at Lin Xiaoya, I said, "This meal is on me!"
After saying that, he walked towards the door.
Lin Xiaoya was stunned for a long time, then suddenly remembered something, grabbed her bag and hurried after him.
"Lu Han, if this works out, you don't need to pay back that money. I'll take care of it for you!"
Lu Han opened her mouth in surprise, and after confirming that she was not joking, a thought suddenly struck her.
"Okay, if you're so sincere, write me a receipt. I'll do the job, you pay me back, and from now on we'll be even..."
Lin Xiaoya watched the figure disappear into the darkness, then took out her phone and sent Liang Shiyue a pre-prepared "short essay".