"The signal was a bit poor just now." Lu Tingli's clear and pleasant youthful voice came through again, "I've seen your stepdad in the financial newspapers. He's very wealthy and often does charity work; he's a man you can rely on for a lifetime."
Although he had never seen him in the newspapers, what he said was not a bit false.
Xia Jiehao not only knew him, but he also used to be his business partner and particularly enjoyed charity work.
Now over fifty, he still didn't have a woman by his side.
He remembered one time at a private dinner party, Xia Jiehao got drunk and, clutching a wine bottle, cried and ranted about how his first love didn't know how to kill herself, and at that time, this middle-aged man with flecks of white in his hair cried like a child.
It was only later, after he made Xia Jianren go bankrupt, that he found out his first love was Lin Lan.
He had not expected that this time, he would marry his first love.
