"Hehe," Xu Lu suddenly sneered. "An outsider? When he was in prison for eight years, I managed all his assets on his behalf, and to avoid unnecessary trouble, his property was even transferred to my name. It was only after he was released from prison that the ownership was changed back. And the person who put him in jail... without me saying, you know who it is. So, tell me, who is the real outsider?"
Xiang Wan didn't speak, as if someone had suddenly hit her Achilles' heel.
Xu Lu smiled like a victor: "Xiang Wan, you're still just a child from head to toe, and even the words you say are so unrefined. I won't stoop to your level. Now, without Zuo Xingyun, you're nothing. You'd better be aware of that and not expect to rely on the little bit of past affection to secure him for a lifetime."
After she finished, Xu Lu picked up the documents and left the office in her high heels.
Listening to the footsteps fading away, Xiang Wan casually placed the pen back in the holder.
