Fu Yu's sudden seriousness made Fu Man pause for a moment.
"What?" Tears still streaked her face as she turned her head slightly to glance at Fu Yu. Trembling with agitation, she stammered, "Xiaoyu, if it's not something urgent, let's talk about it next time…"
She was in a rush, eager and impatient to reconcile with Lu Mian.
Hadn't Mianmian said before—send Lu Xinnuan abroad, and the three of them could live happily together as a family?
Now, she had made her choice.
Couldn't she choose Mianmian?
Glory, money—such things didn't matter much to Fu Man anymore.
It wasn't that they were unimportant, but deep down, she believed that as long as she could bring Mianmian back, those things wouldn't be a problem.
"Mianmian, can you give Mom another chance to make things right…" Fu Man pleaded timidly.
"Mom?"
After her earlier outburst, Lu Xinnuan's figure swayed, and her expression twisted, becoming grotesque inch by inch.
Lu Mian let out a cold laugh.
