When Luo Xin heard the word 'son', jealousy spread like wildfire in her heart. That word made her feel like there was a fish bone stuck in her throat. She smiled and nodded at her. "Take care, Miss Ling."
Ling Sheng did not turn back. Instead, she walked forward resolutely. When she clearly heard Butler Gu invite Luo Xin in, she scowled.
Was she really so detestable in his heart that he would lie to her and not even want to see her?
When Ling Sheng returned home and entered the house, she saw a handsome man and a beautiful woman on the balcony diagonally opposite her.
Nangong Lengyu was nestled in a hanging chair with a laptop on her knees and was working seriously. From her side angle, a few rays of sunlight shone in. Her beautiful face without any makeup had a languid and comfortable look.
