Luan Hongyue's face showed a hint of undisguisable sarcasm, and she said somewhat hysterically, "The reason you came to me today is probably because I am now the president of the Hope Charity Foundation, I hold a hundred billion in charity funds, and you think I've climbed into the bed of the Third Young Master. You hope to cozy up to the Third Young Master through me and gain more benefits, am I right? If it weren't for these things, would you come to me? You probably wish I were as far away as possible, lest I bring some disaster to the Luan Family, so put away your hypocritical faces. The words 'parents' coming from you two just make me feel nauseated."
"Hong Yue..."
"What, are you not willing to leave? Do you have to force me to tear off all polite pretenses with you?"
