The memory is over.

Lu Rufeng stared at the white ceiling, his eyes dry and painful.

child, there was a child between him and Jane an, an innocent child

Lu Rufeng raised his lips and scolded Jane an for being cold-blooded. In fact, no matter whether she was involved in Lu Guohao's calculation or not, he should not humiliate her at the engagement banquet.

after all, the culprit should be Lu Rufeng.

if it wasn't for him, Jane would not go to the United States, or maybe her children would not be killed, or maybe they would not go to the present stage, and she would not be full of...