At that moment, Lu Yanhe truly wanted to pin her down and give her a brutal beating.
But then he thought it over and found he just couldn't bring himself to do it, so he had no choice but to swallow his anger.
"That's just how I am. You knew that long ago, didn't you?" Su Jia said, raising her head to meet his gaze.
There wasn't a trace of fear in her eyes, as if she were preparing to bravely face her fate.
"I don't know." Lu Yanhe sneered, "When it comes to you, I don't know anything."
Back then, he thought he understood her well enough. But who would have thought she'd leave him without looking back?
She handed him a certificate of miscarriage and then left to another land, leaving him in pain for so many years.
But now she tells him that the child is still alive and is already nine years old.
What does he know?
Regarding her, he doesn't know a thing.
