Song Yinyin's tone grew colder: "When you seized my grandfather's company, you should have seen this coming for yourself!"
After speaking, she said indifferently, "Dad, I'm sorry, I'm a bit busy right now, so I'll hang up first."
With that, she directly hung up the phone.
Not only that, she also blocked Song Huaizhong's number.
Since in his eyes, she had never been considered a daughter to him, there was no need to keep his phone number.
It wasn't that she was being too harsh, but that he had always been too harsh, and she had lost her patience, utterly heartbroken.
As she put her phone back into her pocket, she unintentionally glanced back, only to see Lu Jihan staring at her intently.
His originally amber eyes appeared ocean-deep in the darkness, bottomless, with the corners of his eyes slightly curved, as if in a smile, though his mouth showed no sign of one.
"Why are you looking at me like that?" Instinctively, she brushed a strand of hair behind her ear.
