My Wife Gets More Vicious The More I Spoil Her-Chapter 3: Won’t see

Hearing her name, Lu Haiqiao's hand paused mid-air as she held her cup.

It was surprising that Su Jinchang still remembered her existence.

She remembered that year vividly when he had first slapped her mother hard across the face and then pointed at her, a mere four years old, and shouted, "Get lost! Take this b*stard child with you!"

The stubborn Lu Wanxin had desperately held back her tears and retorted, "Su Jinchang, it's not until today that I truly understand what it means to distort right and wrong, to confuse black and white. You were the one having an affair with that woman, and now you dare to accuse me of being unfaithful?"

Su Jinchang remained unfazed. "You know very well whether it's true or not. For the sake of our past as husband and wife, don't force me to show the evidence."

The so-called evidence was nothing more than a paternity test report.

Su Jinchang, as the CEO of the Su Group and a perennial occupant of the third place on B City's rich list, could easily fabricate a fake report.

"Fine! Fine! Fine!" Lu Wanxin wiped away a tear that had escaped from the corner of her eye. "Su Jinchang, you're great, truly great!"

After that intense argument, Lu Haiqiao left the Su family with her mother.

It had been twenty years since then.

Su Qingya glanced at Lu Haiqiao and deliberately lowered her voice. "Now that you mention it, it makes sense."

"Really?"

"Alright, I'll think of a way. Don't worry, Dad. When have I ever let you down?"

"Alright, let's leave it at that. I'm hanging up."

After ending the call, Lu Haiqiao spoke before Su Qingya could say anything, "If there's nothing else, I'll take my leave first."

"Don't be in such a hurry," Su Qingya propped her elbows on the table, looking at Lu Haiqiao who had already stood up. She lifted her chin slightly. "Sit down, I haven't finished talking."

Lu Haiqiao stood still for a while.

She felt the phone vibrate in her pocket.

She took it out and saw that it was a WeChat message from her good friend, Xu Duo.

A long link followed by a line of text.

"Three o'clock in the afternoon."

The top left corner of the phone screen showed the current time was 1:30 p.m. Lu Haiqiao thought for a moment and sat down again. "Go ahead."

Su Qingya said, "The call just now was from Dad."

Lu Haiqiao: "I know."

Su Qingya: "He said he wants to see you."

Lu Haiqiao: "I won't see him."

Su Qingya: "Why not? He is our father!"

Lu Haiqiao: "So what? Who he is is his business, and whether I see him or not is my decision."

Su Qingya was momentarily taken aback, then lit another cigarette. "Lu Haiqiao, that's a great opportunity for you now that Dad wants to see you. Don't you know who you are? To put it nicely, you're the youngest daughter of the CEO of the Su Corporation, but in reality, you're the b*stard child of that woman and another man."

"Therefore, you have no reason or qualification to put on airs in front of me. Listen to Dad obediently and make me think that you have some sense of self-awareness."

As soon as she finished speaking, she noticed a large pile of ash accumulating at the end of her cigarette.

Su Qingya glanced at Lu Haiqiao and saw that she still had the same expressionless face. So, she deliberately extended her hand and waved it conspicuously in front of Lu Haiqiao's eyes.

Her little sister had always been this indifferent, and it was infuriating.

Only that woman would treat her like a treasure!

Lu Haiqiao was busy replying to Xu Duo's WeChat message and couldn't stop Su Qingya in time. Her eyes were accidentally exposed to the acrid smoke and drifting ash, causing her eyes to redden instantly.