Does she want to see Jinyan that badly?
Lu Jihan furrowed his brow, sitting opposite her like a king, a dangerous gleam flashed in his amber eyes.
"What, planning to seduce him into bed once you see him, so you can marry into the Lu Family?" His face was dark, his posture exuding aloofness and indifference, lips curved with a mocking statement.
Song Yinyin's face turned pale with anger, "I did not!"
"You didn't?" He raised an eyebrow slightly and scoffed.
There was a slight pause, the corners of his thin lips pursed slightly, and he raised a finger, pointing at Song Dabai as he questioned, "Then why did you give birth to a child who looks exactly like my nephew? If you truly felt aggrieved, you could have just aborted the child back then."
His eyes were not blind; this child was a spitting image of Jinyan.
