Pan Lanfang came out of the main room, her eyes red. When she saw him, tears started falling again.
She walked over and blocked the doorway, preventing him from entering. "Xiaolu, you should go. He... he doesn't want to see you right now."
Lu Fan looked at her and said softly, "Ma'am, I just want to say a few words to him. I'll leave right after."
"No, he'll be furious. You should go. Come back after he's cooled down." Pan Lanfang shook her head, her voice choked with sobs.
Lu Fan didn't move.
He stood there, looking toward the main room, took a deep breath, and shouted, "Sir! It's Xiaolu! I was a bastard before! I'm sorry for what I did to Yixia, sorry to you and Ma'am, and sorry to the two kids! I know what I did is unforgivable, but I promise, I won't let Yixia suffer ever again, and I won't make you and Ma'am worry anymore! I'll be good to Silu and Sifan, and I'll support this family!"
There was no sound from inside the house.
