Su Mo had floated all the way to the rooftop when some rustling, intimate noises caught her attention, and she drifted through the door.
In the luxurious interior were two completely naked figures, and those two faces darkened Su Mo's eyes.
She stood silently by the bed, admiring the sweaty face of Fang Ya.
Unexplainably, Fang Ya suddenly felt a chill on her back, and her body shuddered.
"Oh, baby, be gentle," Lu Youwei kissed her shoulder, his body shaking momentarily before he pulled the quilt around her to cuddle her.
"Can't Lu Chen really be taken over?" Fang Ya nestled into Lu Youwei's arms, feeling downcast.
"If you want him to grow up well, you should understand, the Lu Family is currently splitting, and I can't help you with him here," Lu Youwei kissed her forehead, feeling content inside.
"I just want him to grow up well," Fang Yuan said bitterly, tears rolling down her cheeks.