Lin Yan immediately scolded in a stern voice, "Lin Yang, what on earth are you rambling about?"
Lin Yang thought that for a person like Lu Chenyuan, if he could drive a Rolls-Royce Cullinan,
saying he made money through his capabilities, who would believe that unless he took shortcuts?
He, a top graduate from a prestigious university, couldn't even compare to Lu Chenyuan, who previously couldn't even afford to marry his poor wife? Other than Lu Chenyuan clinging onto a wealthy woman's coattails, he could think of no other explanation.
Little Ou's eyes shone brightly as he looked at his uncle, urging him to continue.
Seeing how anxious Mommy was, he was sure everyone knew where his daddy was, except him.
Little Ou focused intently, tilting his head as he watched Lin Yang.
Lin Yang, unable to withstand the barrage of gazes, glanced at his sister who already looked quite upset, pursed his lips, wanting to speak but he couldn't.