"Ah! Are there guests here?"
Song Lanyi blinked her eyes, like a lost fawn in the forest, and said innocently, "I didn't know there were guests in the mansion. Father, I hope I'm not disturbing you?"
Song Cheng's cold smile softened slightly, his tone fairly affectionate as he shook his head, "No worries, it's just a small matter. Since you are back, go and rest in your room first."
Although Song Lanyi was his concubine-born daughter, she had been obedient and sensible since childhood.
Her mother passed away early, and she was raised by Mrs. Song's side.
Though Mrs. Song wasn't as close to her as to her own daughter, she didn't withhold from her either, raising her with care.
Song Lanyi glanced at Xie Jiuxiao without leaving any trace, and timidly said, "Yes, Father."
She turned around and paid respects to Mr. Lu, "Mr. Lu, Lanyi takes her leave."
Turning to the side, she met Song Caiwei's tearful appearance.
