The Real Daughter Was Cheated By General Lu

Lu Yan endured the restlessness in his heart, and found a reason at random, "I know you didn't think about it, after all, the house has already been bought, and it is impossible to give any discounts."

His voice was hoarse, like a wild beast's suppressed roar before hunting.

But to Shi Han's ears, it was as if Lu Yan had discovered her narcissism and was explaining to her—he just wanted to talk about the house discount, not anything else.

There was burning pain on her face, and her pupils were swaying left and right, but they didn't fall on Lu Yan's face, "That's what I mean too, I know you've already given me the lowest discount."

She didn't see that he was angry in Lu Yan's eyes, and his heart was more ups and downs.

Shi Han was afraid that Lu Yan would misunderstand her intention to insult him. After all, a person like Lu Yan should be very sensitive in his heart.

She added: "I just think the two of us hit it off and could be friends."

Lu Yan was silent.

Just as Shi Han was about to say a few more words, the phone in her bag rang.

She hurriedly took out her phone to relieve her guilt, and looked down, it was Bai Wanjun calling.

Shi Han was worried that something happened to Shi Bei, so he talked to Lu Yan and walked not far away to connect.

"Where are you?" Bai Wanjun asked coldly.

"If you have something to say, if it's nothing, I'll hang up."

"..." Bai Wanjun trembled with anger when she heard Shi Han's indifferent voice, she snorted, "Shi Han, you should know that the old man's health is going to die soon, right?"

Shi Han frowned, "What do you want to say?"

"Shi Han, if it weren't for you talking nonsense in front of the old man today, he wouldn't be so angry that he would get sick. Do you know that every time he gets sick, he is one step closer to death. He loves you so much. Are you going to kill him? him?"

Shi Han's body tensed up suddenly, she thought, she already knew what Bai Wanjun wanted to say.

But she couldn't refuse.

Bai Wanjun was afraid that Shi Han would have no conscience, so he didn't care about the old man Shi's body at all, and continued: "You forget how much the old man loved you when you were young, you like plush toys, he even opened a company specializing in the production of toys for you, He is clearly in poor health, yet he still rides a horse behind your back.

When you came back two years ago, the wardrobe was full of jewelry and clothes, we said you were disobedient and went abroad to study, he couldn’t find your number, and he could only transfer money to the card several times a month..."

Shi Han forgot a lot of things, after Bai Wanjun mentioned them little by little, many afterimages flashed in her mind, intermittently unable to connect into fragments.

She grabbed her hair hard, couldn't remember, she couldn't remember anything...

Shi Han didn't understand why she would forget the people she cared about, those people were so important to her, why would she dig them out of her heart...

What else has she forgotten? In her lost memory, has she forgotten many important things in her life?

Bai Wanjun's voice gradually became blurred, "Shihan, I said so much just to tell you that in the future we will play a good role in each other, even if you file a complaint, we won't let us lose anything. Instead, the old man is getting weaker and weaker. What's wrong with decent..."

"Shut up, shut up—"

Shi Han suddenly dropped her phone to the ground, she turned around and looked around, everything had started to double, and she couldn't see anything clearly.

She tried her best to calm herself down. She knew that if she lost control, she might suffer from some kind of mental illness.

But Shi Han has worked hard for a long time, but still can't control herself, this kind of powerlessness is like she can't control the memory that is automatically erased.

She became more and more restless, reaching out to grab everything within reach.

In the next second, Shi Han grasped a pair of strong hands, which were very familiar, and seemed to be someone from her lost memory.

She said hoarsely, "I'm sorry..."