Never About Money

Slowly, Qin Chuan's eyes widened. Bec and Su Ma's similarities were just too obvious to miss. Sometimes, he wondered if Su Ma was Bec, who had amnesia and forgotten all about him.

"Well… Did you ever wonder why someone would want to imitate her? Or how was she able to imitate my mother so well?"

Qin Chuan took a step back. He felt his body tremble at her words. Bec had lived in the Qin mansion with Tang Lingyun and Qin Mo for years. Surely, Tang Lingyun would have had enough time to notice every single detail about Bec. 

"But— "

"Your choice." Lily interrupted him. "I honestly don't want to see you again. If you want to talk to me, please contact my lawyer or Yang Mi." She said before she turned towards Zhou Jingren. "Have someone escort him out. I will go back to sleep." Lily didn't wait for Qin Chuan to respond as she walked inside with her head held high. She would never regret cutting off a person like Qin Chuan.