In other words, Lu Lingche had returned to his previously impoverished state, having no assets, no company, and no status.
Apart from his handsome face, he had nothing else.
Lan Yuyi's heart was filled with regret. Had she known Lu Shengqing would return, she would never have gotten entangled with Lu Lingche, let alone organize a wedding with him—what a self-inflicted hassle!
Even if Lu Shengqing was magnanimous, he was still a man with typical male frailties. Having a fiancée who had held a wedding with another man wasn't much different from being cuckolded. Thus, he refused to marry her!
So, she had to find a way to win back Lu Shengqing's heart. At this moment, she spoke with extra tenderness, her voice so soft that it seemed to drip water, "Lainan, don't you hurry and thank the Eldest Young Master? He saved you, or else you'd still be in detention now!"