The restrained and husky voice came through.
"Mianmian..."
Lu Mian's tone was terrible, impatient. "Miss Fu, are we familiar?"
Cold and distant, not like mother and daughter, more like strangers.
"Mianmian!" Fu Man choked up, crying out in pain, "Mianmian, please don't be angry. Listen to me. Your grandparents have come back from their vacation, and we're having dinner together tonight. Come back home for dinner, okay?"
Back... home?
What is that?
Lu Mian reopened the novel and continued reading while responding coldly.
"Don't ask things you already know the answer to. I have nothing to do with you all."
"What nonsense are you talking? Blood relations can't be cut off just like that. Even if you hate me, you can't change the fact that you are part of the Lu Family!"
These words actually reminded Lu Mian, her eyelashes slightly fluttered, and she changed her mind.
"Time, place."
Fu Man was overjoyed, quickly responding.
