Lu Zhenyu stared at those few words for a long time before finally flipping to the last page.
Afterward, he looked up and asked Lu Lingxiao, "What do you mean by this?"
Lu Lingxiao looked at his father with an indifferent expression.
He took a drag of his cigarette and extinguished it in the ashtray next to him.
"Back then, you met Youyou's mother, didn't you?" Lu Lingxiao asked.
Lu Zhenyu was taken aback for a moment, then said, "No, that matter had always been handled by Zhao Muyun. I trusted her completely with it."
"But as far as I know, on the day Youyou was born, you personally went to the hospital, and it was you who took Youyou away. Moreover, you also took care of compensating Youyou's mother afterward, even giving her a sum of money."
This matter had always been a thorn between father and son.
Lu Zhenyu had insisted on Ye Xi giving birth to the child in secret, behind Lu Lingxiao's back.
To put it bluntly, it was all driven by self-interest.
