Of course, she could think of reuniting with her sons. Probably, she thought they would inherit his wealth.
Song Yaya heavily clenched her hands. "What do you mean by that?"
"What do I mean? What should I mean? Didn't I speak in a simple English language?" Lu Wan Ruyi snorted glaring at him!
Lu Zi Zhen took a step forward, his tone cool and detached, but his eyes sharp like knives. "What she means to say, Miss Song...." he began with deliberate formality, "is that we don't need your concern. Especially not from someone who gave up everything for a fleeting chance at something better and came crawling back when it didn't work out."
"Who do you think you are? What does our spending money irk you? Can't you mind your business?"
