Ye Lu's tears completely blurred her vision, she didn't want to play for sympathy.
But these were real tears, each drop flowed from the depths of her heart.
She was really too heartbroken, heartbroken at having a father like this, heartbroken that among the many people present, not a single one came to help her, just as hopeless and helpless as when she was cast out.
"What are you standing there for? Security, get this woman out of here," Old Sir Shang ordered in a deep voice, his anger and shock causing his chest to rise and fall.
Shang Jingchen was staring blankly at Ye Lu, whose tears wouldn't stop and whose eyes were empty, with an inexplicable pain in his heart.
"Jingchen––" Yuan Jiayin cried out, clutching her stomach.
Shang Jingchen was instantly jolted awake. He rushed to support Yuan Jiayin, glaring at the approaching security staff: "Who dares to touch her? All of you back off."
