"Why would there be women looking for you? Is this house hers? What is your relationship with her, an ex-girlfriend?"
Lin Yan's delicate lips parted and closed, a hint of jealousy in her tone.
She was sensitive and insecure, affected by her family background, which made her less confident.
She admitted that her fear of loss looked terrible, and she didn't want to keep her thoughts bottled up inside.
In the last few words, Lin Yan wasn't quite sure. If it was about Lu Chenyuan's ex-girlfriend, considering her fashion, she looked expensive.
With such credentials, being with Lu Chenyuan seemed unlikely.
"A friend lent me the house, it's his daughter." Lu Chenyuan replied, and he wasn't really lying to Lin Yan.
Xi Murong was indeed adopted by him, though the age difference wasn't enough to call them father and daughter.
Upon hearing the explanation, Lin Yan's clenched heart finally relaxed a bit, feeling somewhat guilty for her behavior just now—it was too petty.
