To Leave Or To Stay?

"I don't want my mother to leave." Shui Anluo tugged Long Manyin's hand as she stared at Luo Yun like a little hedgehog. She said pitifully, "Mother, he looks like Chu Ningyi, he's not a reasonable person at all."

Chu Ningyi felt unjustly attacked and could not stop himself from cursing Shui Anluo internally. How was this fifty-year-old man similar to him in any way? He only looks youthful.

Indeed, Luo Yun's age was not a secret in the business world. He was actually a little older than Shui Moyun.

Luo Yun's face was filled with black lines as he stared at Shui Anluo. However, he reminded himself that she was Long Manyin's daughter so he could not get angry. Otherwise, he would have snapped her neck by now.

"Luoluo, didn't you say that you'd support my second romance?" Long Manyin stared humorously at her willful daughter.