Su Luo looked at Su Xin, clutching her fists tightly on her lap, "Is there really nothing? What if, when I turn 25, a huge inheritance really does come looking for me?"
She was already 24 this year, and in just one more year, merely a year's time, actually not even a year, after the Spring Festival, probably that bank would contact Su Luo, and by then, it would be clear who was lying.
Su Xin looked at Su Luo, genuinely unsure of what to say for a moment, but she quickly regained her composure.
She glared fiercely at Yu Jingrong, who was standing beside them, and yelled at Yu Jingrong, "Yu Jingrong, you malicious woman, what nonsense have you been spouting in front of my Luoluo!"
Then, pitifully looking at Su Luo, she said, "Luoluo, Mommy won't hurt you, I truly love you. Can you please stop making wild guesses and not be swayed by Yu Jingrong, you know she's our enemy!"
She wasn't denying it; she was changing the subject.
If she couldn't firmly deny it, then was it true?!!
