Today, Lin Shiyu wore a Chanel-fashioned black knit dress that accentuated her curvaceous figure. It was slightly shorter than the usual dresses that she wore, cutting off slightly above her knees, revealing her perfectly long and slim legs. It was exactly what Fu Qinglun loved.
Her hair was tied back into a low ponytail, revealing her delicate neck. She had black luscious hair, fair and white skin with red lips, her cold beauty ethereal.
The man asked her, why didn't she take Little Lemon to him?
Lin Shiyu smirked, giving him a cold gaze. "I never once thought of going to you for the past three years."
What did she just say?
Heart sinking, Fu Qinglun's chest heaved up and down while his rage intensified, almost taking away his sense of rationality. "Lin Shiyu, you stole my DNA and took my daughter away from me, how dare you behave so brazenly?"
