Upon hearing Lin Tianyu say this, Su Fanxing believed him.
From looking at that photo, she also didn't think that Yaya's father would abandon her.
But who knows for sure?
The gardener had been missing for so long; anyone would think he had abandoned his disabled daughter.
If it was really for the child's sake, he couldn't just leave the child at his employer's and not care, right?
Without the Old Madam, wouldn't Yaya have been driven out as well?
Or perhaps the gardener was very confident that the Old Madam would keep Yaya.
But with the Old Madam being such a domineering person, how could the gardener be sure?
She had thought about it for too long. Lin Tianyu's eyes, dark as ink, were fixed on her, and Su Fanxing, fretting about something, possessed another kind of beauty.
The warm lights, carefully prepared by the Old Madam for their room, shone upon people making her appear as if she were coated in a thin, weak layer of gold, twinkling brightly.
