Lu Chenyuan was absolutely right.
Lin Yan was relieved that she didn't help Lin Xue; she could confidently say she hadn't done it.
It didn't help much, as Li Fen still targeted her, never considering it might be Lin Xue.
Lin Xue, with her purse in hand, squinted at the decor of Lin Yan's office.
She didn't know which master painted the piece on the wall, but it looked quite expensive.
"Since when did you learn to pose as highbrow?"
Just when Lin Yan called her, Lin Xue was already downstairs in the company, about to come up.
"Lu Chenyuan gave it to me, I don't have such taste."
Seeing Lin Yan's business growing so large, Lin Xue wasn't envious or jealous; everyone has their own fate, and she had made peace with that.
"Li Fen called me and gave me an earful; I didn't help you, yet I still got dragged into it." Lin Yan spoke with a calm tone.
"Sorry! Maybe she never thought of me as her daughter, seeing that I'm quiet and incapable, thinking I can't make much out of myself."
