No matter how much Ji Huan was agitated or wept for Lin Tianyu,
Lin Tianyu remained unmoved.
"Who can't shed crocodile tears?"
Su Fanxing couldn't help but let out a scoff, which was particularly light and drifted into Lin Tianyu's ears, as if a little finger had gently hooked it, somewhat tickling.
His expression softened.
Looking at Su Fanxing, his gaze grew even darker.
Ji Huan continued to cry on her own, saying many heartfelt words.
Lin Tian thought Ji Huan took more care in dealing with Lin Tianyu than with Lin Tianze, yet Lin Tianyu remained indifferent.
It was as if he hadn't heard a thing.
This immediately stirred dissatisfaction in Lin Tian's heart.
Especially upon seeing Ji Huan's tearful sadness, he felt so distressed that he quickly pulled out a few tissues, then said to Lin Tianyu, "Lin Tianyu, thank your aunt."
"Thank her for what?" Old Madam's expression changed as she questioned him.
