If it really didn't work, then she might as well just sell this house altogether; there was another villa anyway.
Lu Chen tilted his head back and suddenly shouted excitedly, "Daddy!"
He stared fixedly at the man sitting across from him, his face full of expectation.
Su Jia froze, a thin layer of cold sweat quickly seeping out on her forehead.
Hearing a kid suddenly call him "dad," and that kid even looked so much like his own boss, the assistant was so spooked he practically lost two and a half of his three souls.
He stood there in a daze, not knowing what to do.
Lu Yanhe's face also darkened, veins bulging on his forehead, his gaze bloodthirsty. Fury surged up and was forced back down with great effort.
Taking advantage of the moment when Lu Yanhe and the assistant were both stunned, Su Jia gave Lu Chen a satisfied smile, full of praise.
Her son really wasn't raised for nothing. Look at that—he'd barely shown up and already helped her save some face.
