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...
Before she could speak, Su Yu looked her up and down and smiled, "I'll do anything you need my help with, but on my condition that you let me meet with Lu Yi another day so we can chat for a while."
Lu Baoqi's eyes widened. "That's it?"
Su Yu nodded seriously, "Yes, I admire him a lot, so I want to ask him a question in person, is that a deal?"
Just then, Fan Shenglun's aged voice rang out.
"Distinguished guests, I will now announce the gift that the Huo family has given to my son, Lu Yi!"
"Plot A, located on the west side of Jiangzhou Yingbin Avenue and south of the sanitation road... design and development rights..."
etc!
When did that old bastard Huo Xiao start extending his reach into Jiangzhou?
Design and development rights?
So, does that mean he already owns the land?
Gu Huaibei thought he had a sore throat, so he leaned over and read the rest of the text aloud.
"The development rights for this plot of land... have been fully entrusted by the Huo Group to Du Guanglong, Huo Jingxi, and Lu Yi..."
"In addition, President Huo himself gave Lu Yi a classic car from his collection to celebrate his eighteenth birthday!"
In fact, Huo Xiao had this idea after communicating with Lu Yi before the bidding meeting.
He had already acquired the Jiangzhou plot of land before the Huo family's incident, but there was no further progress, and most residents were unaware of the impending demolition.
Coincidentally, the house that Lu Yi's adoptive parents left him was within the demolition area.
After making the inquiries, Huo Xiao suddenly realized that Lu Yi might be an ally sent to the Huo family by heaven, so after careful consideration, he made this decision.
"What!"
"So, Lu Yi already owns a piece of land right after coming of age?"
"My goodness, Mr. Huo's vision is truly astounding!"
"Does Mr. Huo need any more godsons?"
...
Everyone in the room gaped, including Qin Fengying, who feigned illness and walked to the side, her gaze shifting uncertainly.
Her breath hitched, and she exclaimed in astonishment, "Is this... still my son?"
A cold voice came from beside her, "Madam Lu, isn't your son someone else?"
Qin Fengying turned her head blankly and saw Lin Xiaoya's mocking face. She clenched her teeth tightly.
"Smack!"
He raised his hand and slapped her across the face, leaving a clear handprint.
"You slut, how dare you talk to me like that, you illegitimate child!"