Lu Shao is cunning; Miss Nan has fallen for his tricks again.

Chapter 38 The Lost Lover

Sang Tingwan sneered. Now you remember it's her father?

Why didn't she say anything when she was working as a maid in the Sang family, humbling herself before them?
Why didn't her mother say that she was her father when she left her alone in the capital?

She's only being called his daughter now that she's useful to him.

If she had a choice, she would never want to be Sang Qingyun's daughter.

"Why didn't you say I was your daughter when Sang Rou's mother made things difficult for me?" Sang Tingwan retorted to Sang Qingyun.

Sang Qingyun choked up, and after a long while, she managed to argue, "I had no choice at the time."

"You know, I married into Sang Rou's mother's family. I had no choice in the matter."

Sang Tingwan coldly replied, "What does that have to do with me? Since you married her, why did you have me with my mother?"

"Is he just testing whether I have any use?"

Sang Qingyun looked as if her shameful secret had been exposed.

He shouted angrily, "Shut up! I'm your father!"

Hearing Sang Qingyun's exasperated voice, Sang Tingwan spoke calmly, "Father? Have you ever acknowledged me?"

Sang Qingyun remained silent for a long time.

"We had no relationship before, and we will have no relationship in the future."

"If you're thinking of using me to get close to President Lin, then I can only say you've miscalculated."

"I won't do anything for you!" With that, Sang Tingwan hung up the phone and blocked Sang Qingyun.

To give birth and not raise a child is to be a worthy father.

Sang Qingyun said "hello" twice more, but when no sound came from the other end, she picked up her phone and saw that Sang Tingwan had already hung up.

Enraged, Sang Qingyun slammed her phone down on the table, leaving several small cracks on the screen where it had been dropped.

Sang Qingyun suppressed her anger and opened the study door.

Downstairs, Sang Rou was complaining to her mother: "Mom, you have no idea, Sang Tingwan has gotten involved with the young master of the Lin family and the young lady of the Nan family."

“Last time in the dormitory, the eldest daughter of the Nan family personally went to help her move her luggage. And she even slapped me twice. It must have been Sang Tingwan who instigated it.” As she spoke, tears fell from Sang Rou’s eyes.

Sang Rou's mother, Chen Xiaoyan, looked every bit the nouveau riche. She was elegant and ostentatious, adorned with large jewels and gold from head to toe, and her hands were covered in rings.

Chen Xiaoyan's eyes were full of heartache as she cupped Sang Rou's face in her hands, examining it carefully, as if afraid she wouldn't see the marks of being hit on her face.

"She didn't hit you this time, did she?" Chen Xiaoyan asked anxiously.

Sang Rou shook her head and wiped away her tears. "This time, I owe it all to Dad. That woman didn't hit me."

Chen Xiaoyan sighed, "It's all your dad's fault for not being ambitious enough, otherwise Mom wouldn't have let the person who hit you off so easily."

“Especially Sang Tingwan, she even dared to incite others to beat you up. Next time she comes back, I’ll skin her alive,” Chen Xiaoyan said viciously.

Although it was just a word of comfort, Sang Rou felt a warmth in her heart and leaned on Chen Xiaoyan's shoulder, saying, "Thank you, Mom."

Sang Qingyun, helped down the stairs, retorted upon hearing the earlier words, "What does this have to do with me? Is the company's failure my fault?"

Chen Xiaoyan stood up abruptly, pointed at Sang Qingyun, and said condescendingly, "My father trusts you and entrusted the company to you, and this is how you repay him?"

"Do you know that Sang Tingwan, that little beast, instigated Miss Nan to hit Rou Rou?"

Sang Qingyun looked coldly at Sang Rou. "How would I know if she didn't tell me?"

Chen Xiaoyan was so angry she laughed. "This is your daughter! Don't you even bother to greet her?"

Sang Qingyun said impatiently, "I have to deal with company matters, entertain business partners, and sign contracts. How can I have time to care about her affairs?"

"Sang Qingyun! You know perfectly well whether you're busy socializing with business partners or busy finding a lover," Chen Xiaoyan angrily accused Sang Qingyun.

If she weren't so clueless about business, she would have divorced him long ago.

It was a useless thing, and it still caused her daughter to suffer.

Sang Qingyun glared at Chen Xiaoyan and said, "I'm not going to argue with you." With that, she picked up her suit jacket from the sofa and went out.

Sang Rou stood up and tugged at Chen Xiaoyan's arm. "Mom, where would Dad go so late?"

Chen Xiaoyan looked at the tightly closed door and said indifferently, "Who cares what he does? Let him go wherever he wants."

"Come on, let's go upstairs to sleep." Chen Xiaoyan pulled Sang Rou's arm and went upstairs.

Sitting in the car, Sang Qingyun slammed her hand on the steering wheel. If it weren't for the fact that Chen Xiaoyan's family owned a company and had considerable wealth, she would have regretted her decision.

He had no intention of condescending to become a son-in-law in the Chen family.

He has only been in charge of the company for a few years, but he has already led it to new heights.

Originally, Sang Rou's maternal grandfather valued Sang Qingyun highly. He even planned to transfer the company's shares to Sang Qingyun's name.

If it weren't for the fact that Sang Tingwan's mother, Yuan Anqi, was arrested by Chen Xiaoyan a few years ago, the shares and company would have been in his name long ago.

After that, Sang Rou's maternal grandfather no longer trusted him as much as before.

Even the promised 10% stake in the company is gone.

Sang Qingyun gritted his teeth. He was just working for the company for free now, and he wouldn't get a single penny of the property even if they divorced.

The old man is really good at scheming.

Washington, USA
As soon as Lin Jingshu got off the plane, Lin Jingze's wife, Zhao Xiu, came to pick her up with their grandson, Lin Yuzheng.

Zhao Xiu is 55 years old this year. Because she takes good care of herself, she has few gray hairs and only a few wrinkles on her skin.

Lin Yuzheng just turned three years old this year, wearing a T-shirt and shorts. His fair and tender little face is extremely cute, and he is holding a lollipop in his chubby hand.

Lin Jingshu saw Lin Yuzheng from afar, quickly walked over, squatted down and hugged Lin Yuzheng, "Yuzheng, let your grandma hug you."

Lin Yuzheng wrapped his little hands around Lin Jingze's neck and mumbled, "Grandma, I miss you so much."

This completely melted Lin Jingzhu's heart. "Oh, my little darling, your grandma misses our Xiao Yuzheng too."

Lin Yuzheng smiled happily and gave the lollipop in his hand to Lin Jingshu. Lin Jingshu gave Lin Yuzheng a big kiss.

Watching the two of them together, Zhao Xiu felt a sense of relief. Thankfully, she wasn't too sad.

She took Lin Jingshu's suitcase. "Okay, the car is already waiting outside."

Zhao Xiu wanted to take Lin Yuzheng down from Lin Jingshu's arms.

However, Lin Yuzheng held Lin Jingshu's neck tightly and refused to let go.

"Alright, your great-aunt is tired from the plane ride. How about Grandma carries you?" Zhao Xiu tried to persuade Lin Yuzheng to get down.

Lin Yuzheng seemed not to hear him and continued to hold Lin Jingshu tightly.

Lin Jingshu was very happy to see that the child was willing to be close to her.

"It's alright, sister-in-law, let me hold him."

Zhao Xiu didn't insist anymore. "Alright, if you get tired, I'll take over." With that, she pulled Lin Jingshu's suitcase and walked towards the door.

Half an hour later, they arrived at the Lin family's house in the United States.

The Lin family is involved in the stock and real estate businesses in the United States. They are also among the top-ranked billionaires on the Forbes list.

Outside the villa, there is a sign that reads "Lin Mansion" in English.

This house was built at the end of the last century. The entire building is in the architectural style of the last century.

Although it is somewhat old-fashioned, it has a unique antique charm.

That night, only Lin Jingze, Zhao Xiu, Lin Jingshu, and Lin Yuzheng were at the dinner table.

The meal was prepared by Zhao Xiu herself.

Lin Jingshu was somewhat surprised. "Isn't Peiqian coming back?"

Zhao Xiu served Lin Jingshu a bowl of fish soup. "Yes, she's been away on a business trip these past few days. She said she found Yu Zheng's mother."

At this point, Zhao Xiu felt a bit of a headache.

Several years ago, Lin Peiqian had a relationship with a strange woman.

The two got together, and just a few days after Lin Yuzheng was born, he disappeared.

Lin Yuzheng has never met his biological mother in all his years.

Lin Peiqian has been looking for her all these years, and this is the first time we've gotten some news.

He hurried off to look for it.

Lin Jingshu sighed, said nothing, and continued eating.

(End of this chapter)