Taking advantage of this east wind, Lian Clan's jewelry sales were especially good, with the sales volume also increasing significantly compared to previous years.
When Lian He knew of this, deep in his heart he was very grateful to the person who exposed Yao Junfeng's background. Yao Junfeng had kept his secrets so well hidden; unexpectedly, someone had still pried them out. He didn't know who Yao Junfeng had managed to offend.
"Lian He, Tang Yue is your daughter, your own flesh and blood, right?" Old Sir Lian said with a grave voice.
Lian He nodded in confusion: "Yes, Dad, although Xiao Yue is still unwilling to recognize me, I can swear on my life that Xiao Yue is my daughter, my very own flesh and blood, without any falsehood."
Lian He's expression was serious and earnest.
Outside the door, upon hearing that Lian He had returned, Xiang Yazhi made two cups of tea and prepared to bring them over. She wanted to inquire about the property in Jiang City.
