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...
Seeing her mother lower her stance so much and bring up the house again, the scene of being tricked by Lu Yi back then almost drove her crazy.
She stepped forward and grabbed Qin Fengying's arm, lowering her voice to say, "Mom, this isn't the place to talk..."
"Auntie, Sister Feifei, Sister Qiqi, is Lu Han here?"
A clear, bell-like female voice came from the path outside the courtyard.
Lin Mengmeng looked curiously at Fan Huijun and Liang Shiyue beside her, a few clouds of worry appearing on her relaxed face, as if she was recalling something.
"Mengmeng, you're here. Come in quickly."
Lu Han finally got her savior.
Worried that the two watches wouldn't be enough to cover the amount Fan Tong wanted, he called Lin Mengmeng before going downstairs and told her a lie.
My second sister asked about the progress of the jewelry brand today and invited her to our house.
Originally, I planned to ask Lin Mengmeng to go somewhere else and find a suitable opportunity to borrow money from her after I left the community. I didn't expect it to be delayed until now.
Lin Mengmeng withdrew her gaze, entered the courtyard, took out several exquisite food boxes, and greeted Qin Fengying with a charming smile.
"Auntie, these are some snacks that my housekeeper just made. I brought them here especially for you to try."
"Oh, what a coincidence, my godbrother is here too... Why aren't you going in? Am I disturbing everyone?"
Brother...?
A look of astonishment flashed across everyone's eyes as they stared intently at her.
Even Fan Huijun and Liang Shiyue were startled.
The Lu family actually claimed to the outside world that their biological son was their godson.
Liang Shiyue felt incredibly wronged for Lu Yi, and bit her lip hard to keep from crying.
Dark clouds surged on the horizon, and lightning flashed like a giant, winding python leaping through the clouds.
A clap of thunder brought Qin Fengying back to her senses.
She forced a smile, hurriedly took the pastries from Lin Mengmeng's hand, and called for Aunt Wu to serve the distinguished guest.
When I turned around, the sound of rain was already in my ears.
Lu Yi pushed open the courtyard gate, put his hand on Liang Shiyue's forehead, and walked with her toward Fan Huijun's car.