Your Father Is a Murderer, Your Mother Hurts with Words

She looked defeated.

Fu Wanyi knew her background very well.

She had faced discrimination from Lin Qinghao, for she was a fool.

Fu Wanyi shook off the thoughts on her mind and lost interest in saying anything more.

"You can leave."

Lin Wanwan walked out grumpily.

Past the pavement, she saw the van outside the main gate.

Lin Wanwan pulled the door open and got on.

"Why are you here?"

"To fetch you."

Lu Zhanbei frowned when he saw her pitiful look. "Not enough acting?"

Lin Wanwan giggled, and her expression changed immediately. "It didn't work to act foolish, so I had to put on my puppy eyes. Also, I was really feeling it."

Lu Zhanbei's brows unfolded as he ignited the engine.

Lin Wanwan blinked as she asked, "Why didn't you go into the house? Aren't you afraid that your mother would bully me?"

"She's no Lu Zhengyu."