Chapter 455 - Rejected
After all these years, Huo Yanmei felt that she had aged. Gu Tianling had also become older. This man was the only exception and he looked like he had not aged a single day.
Indeed, people who were cold-blooded and heartless would never age.
“Lu Jinwen, you were looking for me?” Huo Yanmei asked.
Lu Jinwen slowly turned around and his deep almond-shaped eyes landed on Huo Yanmei. His voice was emotionless. “Why did you swap my daughter twenty-one years ago?”
Huo Yanmei laughed. “Based on your ability, if Mohan could find out the truth, you would be able to do so too. Why are you still asking me when you have already known the truth? I swapped your daughter because Xuanji asked me to do so.”
Lin Xuanji asked Huo Yanmei to do the swap. Both women were the best of friends and sisters and Lin Xuanji had asked Huo Yanmei to swap Tang Mo’er.
Lu Jinwen’s handsome face remained emotionless. “I’m asking you, why would she swap my daughter that year?”
Lu Jinwen’s face quivered slightly. His handsome, chiseled features darkened and exuded a malicious intent to murder.
Who had she wanted to give his daughter to?
To whom had she wanted to entrust her entire life to?
Ha.
Faint blood vessels began forming in Lu Jinwen’s deep almond-shaped eyes. He wanted to dig her heart out!
At this point, there was a clicking sound and the door opened.
The faint sound of the door opening reverberated in their eardrums. Lu Jinwen and Huo Yanmei startled and turned back to look.
There was a delicate figure standing by the door. Tang Mo’er was standing there alone. Her bright eyes were quietly fixated on them.
Her eyes were clear and pure, as if there was not the slightest impurity in them. She was looking at them silently. She was looking at their love-hate relationship and how they were trying to cheat the other.
She was the victim of the past generation.
She was the most innocent one.
She had stood there for a long time and had heard the entire conversation.
Lu Jinwen’s eyes darkened. His gaze fell from Tang Mo’er’s beautiful face to her slender wrist. She was wearing that red bracelet with bells that her mother, Lin Xuanji, had knitted for her.
At this point, a breeze entered the house and the bells let out a crisp tinkling sound.
This sound was so clear and pure.
Lu Jinwen strode towards the door. He looked down at Tang Mo’er. “Mo’er, I…”
With a bang, Tang Mo’er closed the door on them.
There was a sound of the door being locked from inside.
She rejected him.