Yu Baihe, grappling with her son's thoughts, was still extremely agitated, "Exactly! That's why I'm so mad! How could that bastard who was born from an affair live upstairs? Is she worthy?"
Hearing this, a gleam flashed in Lu Ye Bai's eyes, as he calmly replied, "What do you mean 'worthy' or 'unworthy'? The same can be said about Lu Zhanbei."
"...What?"
"A bastard born from a mistress. You used to say the same about Lu Zhanbei. Have you forgotten?"
With that, Lu Ye Bai smirked sarcastically and said mockingly, "Maybe that's why Lu Zhanbei takes such great care of her."
At her son's reminder, Yu Baihe seemed to vaguely recall Lu Zhanbei's background.
Many years ago, when Lu Zhanbei was a child, she treated him kindly in public, but certainly didn't stint on such criticism behind his back.
But as Lu Zhanbei grew, his disposition became colder, and his ruthless tactics even made Lu Zhendong wary. She naturally refrained from raising this issue again.
