"Rumeng is unwell and cannot get out of bed," Luo Zifeng suddenly spoke up, "but you may give her a message."
Ye Wenshan hesitated for a moment before nodding, "Alright, then I'll trouble Mr. Luo to convey a message for me. Tell her that I want to see her."
Luo Zifeng glanced at the maid next to him; understanding his intention, she turned and went upstairs...
Soon, the maid returned, saying respectfully, "Replying to the young master, Miss Rumeng says she doesn't want to see anyone."
"Didn't you say I am her father?" Ye Wenshan asked, astounded.
The maid answered indifferently, "I did, and Miss Rumeng said she doesn't have a father."
"..."
"Haha..." Ye Anqi couldn't help laughing sarcastically.
Ye Wenshan glared at her, "I'm going upstairs to find her. She must be misunderstanding something about me!"
"Don't bother," Ye Anqi stood up, her tone detached, "Ya Shitian told her personally that you sold her for 3 billion; could Ya Shitian be lying?"
