The young girl looked at the mother-daughter duo with clear eyes that had a look of understanding and seeing through the entire world.
Before the mother-daughter duo could react, the hands on their shoulders had already retracted.
Lu Mian picked up her bag again and walked upstairs. She laughed while walking. "Your acting skills are pretty good, but the script is horrible."
Lu Xinnuan and Fu Man were both embarrassed.
Lu Mian had always spoken in this manner, like a sword of average weight stabbing into one's heart, which could not be removed or pressed down; every second and minute, it was torturing the person.
The dignified and mighty cover was taken down by her effortlessly, leaving pure schemes and calculations behind.
Lu Mian ignored them and directly went upstairs.
She opened her bag and scanned across the dark room, before putting her hairpin, gift boxes and a few books into her bag.
