Lu Xingshen still found Jiang Tian, who was obedient and humble to him, the most pleasing. He didn't like the way she spoke with thorns.
"I'm sorry, I overreacted."
Jiang Tian's eyes were bright and shiny as she suddenly bowed to the man,
"I'm very sorry, Mr. Lu. I won't bother you again in the future. I'll cooperate with your act so that Mom won't notice, and I definitely won't cause you any trouble.
I won't casually care about your every move anymore. I'll raise Zhouzhou myself and be ready for your arrangements. When unnecessary, I won't contact you at all."
Lu Xingshen was taken aback, his face a bit grim, "Jiang Tian, what trick are you playing again?"
Jiang Tian didn't look at him, picked up Lu Zhou, and said softly, "Whether you believe it or not, I will prove it with time. Mr. Lu, I wish you good health."
That's it.
She liked him, but she couldn't leave him.
But she also couldn't make him like her.
