It's said that Lu Xichen was still in the hospital at this time, suffering from pneumonia and currently hospitalized. Over the phone, Mrs. Lu's crying almost pierced the old lady's eardrums.
"What did the Lu Family say to you?" Pei Yiting raised his eyebrows, completely unaware of any wrongdoing on his part.
This attitude was enough to make the old lady burst with anger.
"I've said so much to you, and that's the only question you have for me? Don't you have anything to explain?" The old lady pounded the table and questioned him.
Lu Xichen was still her goddaughter, yet she was tossed out like that—she felt utterly humiliated by her son.
And yet, the culprit behaved as if nothing had happened, as if he'd given a hard slap that landed softly on a bunch of cotton.
"I have nothing to say." Pei Yiting sat calmly on the sofa.
"Oh, wait."
