Song Lingyu and Song Yiyi exchanged a glance and hurriedly followed him out.
"Pour me a glass of water," Lan Zhongxuan asked, his throat sore from smoking too much.
Song Yiyi quickly went to pour him a glass of water.
After Lan Zhongxuan drank a few sips, he felt much better. He glanced at the contract in his hand, then at the two curious faces in front of him, and finally spoke: "You all saw it. This contract is for severing my father-daughter relationship with Lan Xin Ai."
Song Lingyu was shocked, not at the severance of the father-daughter relationship, but at the one billion. However, she didn't rush to ask about this and gently said, "Zhong Xuan, what's going on between you and Xin Ai? Why do you want to sever your relationship? You are father and daughter."
"She never considered me as a father." Lan Zhongxuan snorted,
but he forgot that he never truly considered Lan Xin Ai as his daughter either.
