In any case, what they found out was what she had told others countless times. Lu Ning could not stop them, so she did not bother to stop them.
As Jiang Zhou read, he almost choked.
Lu Ning looked at him without a word.
Lu Jingzhi looked at him. "Uncle, are you crying?"
As Jiang Zhou placed his phone on the table, he wiped his tears. "Don't you think the female lead is very pitiful? From a little princess to a little beggar, how truly tragic! How utterly dramatic! Song Qinghe, how about investing in this? Hey, wait… 'Uncle'? Call me 'Brother'."
He looked at Lu Jingzhi and corrected him.
Lu Jingzhi looked at him, speechless.
Song Qinghe peered at Lu Ning. "So that's it."
Nodding, Lu Ning took a deep breath. "Something like that."
He fell silent for a moment.
Actually, most of the things they had found out were superficial; only the people involved knew how they felt, and there was no way to investigate these.