He had only debuted for three years, yet had reached this peak, winning countless awards. It was impossible for him to do so without real skills.
Unfortunately, he was defeated by the evilness of money.
And the source of evil was her father.
Tang Jingxing had no idea that within this short period, Lu Xinyou had already gone through such a complex and bumpy emotional journey, sighing for a moment and shaking her head the next. Curiosity filled his eyes.
Just as he was about to speak, Lu Xinyou suddenly looked at him with a hint of guilt, self-blame, and hesitation in her eyes that he couldn't quite understand.
The amalgamation of these complex gazes left Tang Jingxing somewhat puzzled.
"Husband."
She habitually called out.
Before she had the chance to correct herself, she heard Tang Jingxing naturally respond with a "hmm".
Lu Xinyou: "..."
Does Emperor Tang have to be so approachable?
"Not, I mean, Teacher Tang."