Xia Yuqing rested her elbow lazily on the table, her fingers tapping rhythmically against her chin as her lips curled into a wicked smile. "You know," she said casually, "you lost the right to call yourself Lu Jinchen's father the day you cheated on his mother and walked out like a coward to build a shiny little family with your precious mistress."
Lu Junhan's face stiffened. The insult hit him like a slap. His jaw tightened, but he said nothing.
"Ah," she murmured, eyes gleaming with amusement. "Struck a nerve, did I? Relax, I'm just getting started."
She leaned forward, a glint of mockery dancing in her gaze. "Your current wife—what's her name again? Oh right, I keep forgetting, because honestly, she's so... forgettable. Not even in the same league as my mother-in-law."
