"Her influence isn’t limited to Huaxia. Even on the international stage, it is pivotal — she’s even settled matters with the United Nations."
"One might say that she alone has propped up the entire Yan Family!"
Xia Weibao licked her lips, suddenly feeling a bit of admiration for this woman.
"What about her husband, then?"
Xia Shi spread her hands. "Don’t know, I heard he’s dead."
"Dead?" Xia Weibao frowned.
"True or false, who knows. Anyway, after Lady Lingyi revitalized the Yan Family, it was just her. But after she beca President, she started looking for her daughter."
"Daughter?" Xia Weibao subconsciously thought of Yan Weiyang.
"That’s right, after Lady Lingyi left the Yan Family, she had a daughter with that man. At that ti, the Yan Family was too unstable, and there were those with the intent of complete eradication, so they dug up Lady Lingyi as well. It’s said that it was during that ti her daughter was taken away, with no known whereabouts.
Lady Lingyi has been searching for her more than ten years. I don’t know if she’s found her. After going to the United Nations, the news about her has been sparse, only appearing in so international reports."
"As for her husband, I haven’t seen her looking for him, so everyone guesses he’s dead."
Xia Weibao stayed silent. According to what Xia Shi had said, Yan Weiyang was definitely Yan Lingyi’s long-lost daughter.
She had found her but didn’t make it public.
No, that’s wrong—she did make it public, or else she wouldn’t have held a birthday banquet for Yan Weiyang.
It’s just that Yan Weiyang had concealed her identity when entering the entertainnt industry. Yan Weiyang, Yan Weiyang, now it all makes sense.
No wonder Yan Lingyi cherished this daughter so much, even humbling herself to apologize to her. Now it all makes sense.
Having regained what was lost, she naturally treasured it even more.
Only...
Xia Weibao pressed her hand against her heart, finding it odd. Why did the thought of Yan Lingyi cherishing Yan Weiyang make her feel uncomfortable?
Was it because she was an orphan, unable to find her mother, and thus jealous of others who found theirs?
Nonsense.
But that shouldn’t be the case.
She isn’t the original person, after all. She was an orphan in her previous life, and an orphan again in this life; she felt sowhat indifferent toward family affection.
If a mother suddenly appeared, she figured she might actually feel uncomfortable.
She was more accustod to being alone, having a loving husband and occasionally teasing the Imperial Harem, living a carefree and happy life.
In the offices of Lu Corporation.
Lu Hualiang was in a eting, his mobile phone chid with an email alert, which he glanced at.
He paid it no mind.
After the eting ended and he returned to his office, Yang Liu ca in with the organized eting notes.
Lu Hualiang listened to Yang Liu’s report while opening the email.
Yang Liu was in the middle of speaking when she suddenly felt the temperature in the office drop to freezing point!
A terrifying pressure emanated from behind the desk, scaring her to the point where she hardly dared breathe.
Trembling, she looked up and saw Lu Hualiang surrounded by a frightful barrier, within which lurked a Shura Field!
Crack—
The sound of sothing breaking echoed; Yang Liu instinctively looked towards the mouse in his hand.
It was shattered...
Yang Liu paled, clueless as to what could have angered the boss so much.
Was it possible the company faced a major crisis and was going bankrupt?
Would she lose her job then?
Being unemployed was the least of her worries, but not being able to see the young mistress anymore, that was serious.
"Boss..."
"Get out!"
Lu Hualiang coldly tossed out two words, frightening Yang Liu into scampering away.
The mont the door closed, the terrifying pressure coming off Lu Hualiang enveloped the room.
He stared intently at the pharmaceutical ingredient analysis report on his computer, birth control pills...
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