Lu Jihan spoke, laying out the document Shen Kang had shown her once more in front of her, along with an expensive fountain pen.
So, he wanted her to sell her son.
Who does he think he is?!
Filled with rage, Song Yinyin straightened her back, glaring at Lu Jihan with her beautiful eyes.
"Mr. Lu, you say you are Dabai's granduncle, so your nephew is Dabai's father? Then let me ask, you look so young, just how old is your nephew? Couldn't be just a teenager, right? My son is five years old; I was pregnant with him six years ago. Six years ago, how old was your nephew?"
Having anticipated her question, Lu Jihan said, "Jinyan is still abroad and can't return for a while. But even if he were here, this matter wouldn't concern him; I will take full responsibility for handling it."
"You will take full responsibility for handling it?"
Song Yinyin sneered, "I think you're just trying to fool me!"
