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Lu Yiyao didn't like his aggressive gaze and felt slightly conflicted in his heart.

"I don't quite understand what the hall is saying."

"Yiyao, you're a smart person, you should understand what I mean by that."

"In the Audience Hall, even if I understand, I wouldn't dare to speak carelessly."

Lu Yiyao smiled coldly as a glimmer of light flashed across the depths of his eyes.

"There's no one else here. If you have something to say, just say it."

Although Bo Yuheng was smiling, it gave people a heavy feeling of majesty.

"Great Hall, if there's anything you want to say, just say it out, right?"

Even though Lu Yiyao understood the situation, he remained calm and collected. Although his attitude was distant, there was nothing wrong with it.

The moment he finished, Bo Yuheng suddenly opened his mouth.

"An Ge is my daughter …"

Lu Yiyao had known about this' answer 'for a long time. However, his heart still tightened when he heard Bo Yuheng say it out loud.

"Is the hall going to recognize a daughter?"

He met Bo Yuheng's gloomy and unreadable gaze and asked faintly.

"No …"

Bo Yuheng immediately denied it.

He couldn't recognize this daughter of his.

"Since you won't admit it, then why did you say it out loud?"

Lu Yiyao frowned. The distinct outline of his face appeared even more solid in the light.

"I want you to get a divorce."

The smile on Bo Yuheng's face gradually disappeared, and the deep look in his eyes gradually turned sharp. He said this carelessly, but with an irresistible force.

The word 'divorce' pierced straight into Lu Yiyao's heart like a sharp sword.

It was dull and painful.

Veins bulged on his forehead.

Fury blazed in his eyes.

He clenched his hands into fists and pierced his nails into his palms.

The pain suppressed his anger.

"Grand Hall, this joke can't be ignored, right?"

Lu Yiyaoqiang endured his anger and spoke with a cold voice. The cold glint in his eyes slowly converged.

"I'm not joking."

Bo Yuheng's expression was even colder, his entire body exuding the dignity and authority of a person in power. His voice was cold and domineering.

"Grand Hall, even if you are of high position, you have no right to interfere with my marriage."

A trace of anger appeared on Lu Yiyao's grave face. He paused for a moment and said in a low voice.

Fury was slowly igniting in the depths of his heart.

Bo Yuheng's words really made him angry. A father who had abandoned his daughter for so many years had suddenly appeared and asked for her daughter's divorce. Anyone would be furious.

"An Ge is my daughter …"

"So what?"

Lu Yiyao interrupted him coldly. After pausing for a moment, he continued.

"You don't even want to recognize her, what right do you have to say that she's your daughter?"

Everyone had their own bottom line.

Lu Yiyao's bottom line was Lin Ange.

No matter who it was, they couldn't touch his bottom line. Even the powerful Bo Yuheng.

"Even if she doesn't admit it, she's still my daughter. My blood runs in her body."

"…"

Lu Yiyao was so angry that the veins on his forehead were popping out. His palm was in extreme pain. While he felt angry, he also felt sorry for Lin Ange.

How could she have such a 'shameless' father?

How could this person be 'better' than Lin Yifei?

Why would Helan Jing have taken a fancy to him back then?

Bo Yuheng's words made Lu Yiyao cherish Lin Ange more and more.

"Yiyao, I did this for your own good."

Bo Yuheng stared at him with a stern expression. Under the light, the well-maintained face gradually turned cold.

"For our own good?!"

Lu Yiyao curled his lips, while a deep mocking smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"How laughable!"

"Yiyao, I believe Lu Jinhui and Ah Fu must have advised you before."

Although Bo Yuheng was not angry, his eyes were much colder than before and even a little sinister.

Lu Yiyao's heart tightened and a light flashed in his eyes.

He actually mentioned Lu Jinhui and Uncle Fu?

What do you mean?

What kind of secrets did Lin Ange and him have? One and two came to stop them from being together.

Even if they were now married and had children, they still had to be separated.

Lu Yiyao felt a strong uneasiness in his heart. The space between his eyebrows tightened and his jaw tightened to form a cold and determined arc. He sneered coldly.

"So what?"

His dark narrow eyes narrowed as he looked at Bo Yuheng.

"Didn't they manage to break us apart?"

"That's because they're incompetent!"

Bo Yuheng raised his voice as his sinister gaze turned into countless cold needles, shooting towards Lu Yiyao in unison. Then he added.

"It's not that they're useless, it's that they can't bear it."

His tone became a little calmer.

"Can't bear it?" "Heh …"

Lu Yiyao smirked.

"But they are so merciful and have caused you all to suffer …"

Bo Yuheng spoke again. His voice was so cold that it sounded like it came from the thousand-year cold pond.

"Grand Hall, you called me here just for this matter?"

"Yes."

"I'm sorry, hall. I'm afraid I will have to disappoint you on this matter."

Lu Yiyao stood up and realized that his whole body was tense and his calves were slightly numb.

"Yiyao, do you want me to go find An Ge? She's pregnant with your child now, and she's still a twin. "

Bo Yuheng still sat there arrogantly with his eyebrows raised as he looked at Ye Zichen. His voice was extremely gloomy.

Lu Yiyao really wanted to curse him.

This person was truly shameless to the extreme.

Which is intolerable.

His straight, sword-like eyebrows scrunched together, gritting his teeth, and he replied coldly and harshly.

"Try it?"

The bones of his fists creaked loudly.

"I'll try …"

The left corner of Bo Yuheng's mouth curled up, and his eyes turned cold.

"Alright. I'll wait. "

Lu Yiyao could not continue his sentence. He turned around angrily and walked outside.

"The Great Hall …"

Seeing that he was being so 'unreasonable', Fu Qinglun quickly opened his mouth to ask Bo Yuheng's permission.1

"Let him go."

Bo Yuheng let go of his crossed legs, lowered his head slightly, and took out a cigarette from the tea table.

"Yes."

Fu Qinglun responded and quickly walked in front of him, helping him light the fireworks.

Soon.

Smoke rose in spirals and enveloped Bo Yuheng. The fireworks were reflected in his eyes. His eyes turned red.

"..."

"CEO..."

Ding Mo, who had been waiting at the door, finally came out and saw that Lu Yiyao's face was livid and his eyes were filled with rage. Feeling uneasy, he hurriedly called out.

"…"

Lu Yiyao did not say a word. His face was so gloomy that it looked like water was about to drip out of it.

Ding Mo followed closely behind him and returned to the room where they rested.

Gong Nanling led Lin Yanyan to the washroom, where there were only two bodyguards.

"CEO, what happened?"

Ding Mo poured a cup of warm water for Lu Yiyao and whispered again.

"Nothing?"

Lu Yiyao picked up the glass of water and downed it in one gulp. The warm water couldn't extinguish the anger in his heart.

Seeing that his mood wasn't right, Ding Mo was certain in his heart. Bo Yuheng must have talked to him about something that was difficult for him to accept.

What was it that made him so angry?

Is it because of Madame?

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