"Now you realize how important my life's decisions are, where were you all these years?" Lu Siyuan looked at Feng Baiwan with cold eyes, "Look at you, well-fed and pot-bellied. You must have had good times. Why didn't you think of taking me in or even making a phone call back then?"
"That's not your father's fault," Lu Yun hurriedly explained, "It was when we moved; I lost the phone number for the village."
"Did you also forget our home address?"
With that question, Lu Siyuan left Lu Yun and Feng Baiwan at a loss for words.
Seeing their predicament, Lu Siyuan chuckled coldly, "Don't waste your effort, I have no intention of leaving with you."
Seeing his resolute stance, Lu Yun began to cry again, and Gao Changchun gave her a look, motioning her to step outside to talk.
Once at the courtyard entrance, Gao Changchun began to speak in hushed tones, "Ayun, let me tell you, Siyuan's unwillingness to go to Beijing must have another reason."
