"Weilan, Weilan." Shen Tianming blocked Weilan's way. "Don't be like this. Just think of it as a humanitarian rescue, okay?"
Weilan said nothing.
"After all, Zhizhi is only three years old. He's very cute and well-behaved. You would help strangers; if you met Zhizhi, you'd like him too."
"I won't like the child you had with your mistress, even if he is nominally my half-brother by blood. You can be shameless, but I have not lost my humanity. You deceive everyone regarding human nature, disregarding even your first wife. Why should I help your son? Excuse me, I'm leaving!"
Weilan said coldly, giving a signal to the bodyguards to block Shen Tianming as she strode away.
"Miss Shen." Yao Huilian cried uncontrollably.
Lu Hechen immediately followed after Weilan.
Once in the car, as they drove away, Lu Hechen spoke, "Weilan, are you okay?"
"No." Weilan spat out the words bluntly.
Lu Hechen reached out and held her hand.
Weilan pressed her lips together, pulling her hand away.
