The Useless Heiress Is Actually A Bigshot

"A family?" Lu Yichen’s lips curled up into a mocking smile, "Indeed, you are a family, but irrelevant to me. Frankly speaking, there is not much connection between you and me."

"Yichen, I—"

Before he could even start, Old Master Lu’s throat seemed to be choked, and he was unable to continue his words. Or perhaps, he did not even know what to say.

After a long time, he finally couldn’t help but sigh deeply, his tone carrying a trace of despair, "Then when did you know about this?"

"A long time ago," Lu Yichen spoke calmly, "Therefore, there’s no need for you to say these things in front of me. Don’t you think this is rather hypocritical?"

Old Master Lu’s expression turned somewhat ugly, "Since you knew already, why didn’t you speak up?"

He couldn’t help but wonder if Lu Yichen knew everything. If indeed he did, what were his plans? Why did he continue to stay in the Lu Family?

"Because there was no need," Lu Yichen looked at Old Sir Zhong, his eyes devoid of warmth, "Are you nervous, aren’t you? What are you nervous about?"