Lan Yuyi was shocked: "What did you say?!"
"It's true."
"How could this possibly be?!"
"I'm not lying to you. This secret is known only to me and Lu Mingzhen, even the Old Madam has been kept in the dark, and of course, Lu Lingche has no idea. Even keeping this secret, I haven't even told my own son, Shengqing."
Madam Lu stared into Lan Yuyi's eyes, her tone piercing: "I've only told you this. You must never reveal it, do you understand?"
Lan Yuyi couldn't recover from the huge shock, mechanically nodding her head: "I understand, I understand."
"Lu Lingche is the son of Lu Mingzhen and a woman from outside. That woman brought the child to our door herself, and I was the one who sent her away for Lu Mingzhen."