Lu Mingxun agreed to come over as soon as possible to resolve the issue.
When he arrived and saw Lu Chenyuan, he immediately admitted fault and asked, "Brother, when did you find out about this?"
Lu Chenyuan replied, "Qiao Yu contacted Lin Yan. I inquired about her situation. You could say beauty has a tragic fate—she's so young but doesn't have much time left."
Lu Mingxun still had some fondness for Qiao Yu, but after all these years, those feelings had long faded.
Even though there wasn't much emotional attachment left, hearing such news still made his heart heavy.
"That child seems to have called me once! She didn't say much, and I even told her I only have a son."
Lin Yan could imagine how hurt Guoguo must have felt when she heard those words at the time.
She must have summoned a great deal of courage to make that call.
Lu Chenyuan handed Lu Mingxun a bottle of water while muttering about his useless little brother, though beneath it lay subtle gestures of concern.
