Yan Sijia certainly did not want Mo Nanze to let down Lu Yinfeng.
He was the last good man on earth in her eyes.
Yan Sijia herself was a mess, but she still hoped that Lu Yinfeng could be happy.
Lu Yinfeng shook her head and muttered, "Sijia, you don't understand... Luo Xueshu's actual target is Little Dewdrop..."
"What?" Yan Sijia was even more puzzled.
She had only heard about mistresses and wives fighting over a man, never about a child.
Yan Sijia quickly asked Lu Yinfeng what was going on.
During the time she had been in seclusion, the plot had moved to a place she couldn't understand.
The more Lu Yinfeng thought about it, the angrier she became, with no mood to clear up Yan Sijia's confusion.
Mo Nanze knew perfectly well that she had left home because she was angry at Luo Xueshu.
Not only had he not come to find her, but now he even let Luo Xueshu into the house, even let her hold Little Dewdrop...
Every step was trampling on Lu Yinfeng's last nerves.