Mr. Lin finally left.
Le Yu was exhausted. He sprawled on the table like a heap of mud, as if his entire body had been emptied out.
Ruthless, too ruthless!
What kind of tragedy was this?
Le Yu was as lifeless as a zombie as he reached out to grab Lin Gantang, who was passing by.
Lin Gantang was shocked by his drained and listless appearance.
"Sister, Sister Tang, my sister, please control your father." Le Yu wept.
"What happened to my dad?" Lin Gantang was confused. "I saw that the two of you were having a good chat, so I didn't want to come over and disturb you."
Having a good chat... Le Yu cried.
"You're so disgusting." A big guy sobbing like a little girl; Lin Gantang tried to shake off the goosebumps on her arms.
Le Yu reflected bitterly while crying.
All his mistakes started when he gazed at Lin Gantang at Qinghe Manor.
