"Woof woof."
Little Ha, full and satisfied, wagged his tail and circled Jiang Nanshu.
Jiang Nanshu was instantly charmed by the cute white dog.
She squatted down again to pet its head.
The words Lu Qingyan had yet to speak were stuck in his throat; Jiang Nanshu didn't plan to listen at all.
At the same time, Lu Qingyan felt a bit of disappointment coupled with relief.
The life-saving favor Su Ran had done for him was genuine; without her, Lu Qingyan thought, he would've been long dead at seventeen.
30 million was the closure his grandfather had arranged for him.
Lu Qingyan thought of the recent encounters with Su Ran, if he wasn't mistaken, all orchestrated by her, testing his tolerance limits.
It was time to make things clear to her...
Everyone should be responsible for their choices.
He walked over and sat down on the sofa, while Shang Xu trotted over with his little short legs to Jiang Nanshu's side.