Lu Jinnan
Editor: Atlas Studios
Lin Nuan didn't need to know the details. She could figure out what was going on after hearing the old lady's words!
After the confused bystanders heard the old lady's words, they understood the situation as well, and they looked at the old lady and her son with disdain.
Fang Yan's gaze was cold and calm. She paid no attention to the bleeding scratch marks that the old lady left on her face. "This agency isn't mine, and neither your son nor I funded it. My parents bought the house, and I've been the only one contributing to the family's savings all these years. His money has been used for living a life of luxury and debauchery and keeping a mistress! I'm also the one covering all the family's expenses! Your son even asks me for an allowance every month…"
A staff member from the agency saw that Fang Yan was bleeding from a wound at the corner of her eye and handed her a tissue.