Sometimes, you have to thicken your skin.
"Will this work?" Song Lingyu stopped crying.
Crying at this point wouldn't solve anything and would only make Lan Zhongxuan more upset, so she knew when to stop.
"Why wouldn't it work? Lan Xin Ai listens to Grandpa the most; as long as we please Grandpa, we will definitely get what we want."
Song Yiyi huffed, every time she was thrown out by Lan Xin Ai, she would just complain and cry on the side, never thinking of trying again, naturally failing every time.
"Yiyi's method is feasible. Dad's getting older, his heart's likely to soften, and you're carrying Lan's Family's child, he will definitely accept you." Lan Zhongxuan clapped his hands, there's no other choice now, only holding firm in hopes of breaking through Grandpa Lan's heart.
"But—"
Song Lingyu gritted her teeth, looking somewhat worried: "Sister Meili and Ruowei are at home every day, if we go there—"
The rest of the sentence didn't need to be said, everyone knew.
