"Forget? Ha, you make it sound so easy!"
Out of nowhere, Lu Jihan's handsome face approached Jiang Lan abruptly. His sudden proximity startled Jiang Lan, causing her to fall to the ground in fright.
Lu Jihan didn't do anything else to her, but his entire being was enveloped in a layer of cold ice. His presence was so overwhelming it felt as if it might swallow her whole.
Just looking at the expression on his face was enough to choke Jiang Lan into speechlessness.
"If a human trafficker kidnapped your daughter, Song Anqi, and raped her before selling her to a brothel, and that person asked you to forget about it, do you think you could?"
"..." Jiang Lan's face turned white.
Angie was her treasured daughter; she certainly wouldn't forgive anyone who hurt her.
