Wang Lan came out of Lin Yu's room and returned to hers.
The moment she entered the room, Wang Lan sighed and sat beside the dressing table.
Lin Cheng, who was reading some documents in the room, frowned when he heard Wang Lan sigh. After a while, he asked, "What's wrong with Xiaoyu?"
"Do you still care about your daughter?" Wang Lan immediately lost her temper. "Your daughter has suffered a huge grievance outside, but you don't care! What kind of father are you!"
Hearing Wang Lan's words, Lin Cheng frowned even more. "Did Xiaoyu suffer outside? What happened?"
The more Wang Lan spoke, the angrier she became. She slammed the comb she had already picked up on the table.
"That Lin family really doesn't have any self-awareness!"
"She was worried that what happened on the day of the cocktail party would hurt the Lin couple, so she went to apologize to them. Who knew that she would be treated coldly!"
