Chasing His Ex: The Tycoon's Hidden Twins

He immediately grimaced in pain. After forcing it down, he grumbled under his breath, "Oh my god, this is way too sour. Boss, how did you manage to drink it?"

"You’re calling it sour after just one small sip? I drank a cup and a half," Lu Fan said, looking at the glass with a hint of lingering dread.

"Boss, that must have been torture for you. To praise the lemonade your daughter made, you actually forced yourself to drink it." Chen He couldn’t help but marvel at the greatness of a father’s love.

Lu Fan’s gaze passed through the doorway of the presidential suite. Seeing Jiang Silu still diligently slicing lemons, he smiled with gratification. "It’s rare for my daughter to want to do something for me, so of course, I can’t dampen her spirits. Sifan is still very hostile toward me. She’s the only one, my sweet girl, who’s willing to even talk to me."

"True."

Chen He nodded in agreement. "You can tell the Young Miss is very kind-hearted."

"By the way, have you prepared the clothes I asked you to?" Lu Fan asked.

Chen He nodded. "They’re ready. I’ve placed them all in the Young Miss’s master bedroom. They were all custom-tailored by an international designer according to her height and weight."

"Did you change the prices on the fake tags?"

"They’ve been changed."

"Good. I’ll tell her when I leave later."

After speaking, Lu Fan returned to the presidential suite once more.

When Jiang Silu saw Lu Fan return, she immediately poured another glass of lemonade and approached him. "There’s... there’s one more glass. Would you like to drink it?"

"Ah... okay, sure!" Lu Fan explained, "I have to head to the company to handle a few things now. I’ll take this glass of lemonade with me and drink it on the way."

"Okay." Hearing this, Jiang Silu didn’t want to waste Lu Fan’s time and quickly packaged the lemonade to go.

Just then, Lu Fan reminded her, "Oh, right. I put three outfits in your master bedroom. Remember to wear them when you go out. Don’t just keep your nice clothes sitting in the closet. You’re not going to pass them down as family heirlooms, are you?"

Jiang Silu heard this and knew Lu Fan had spent a lot of money on her again.

She felt a pang of guilt and said softly, "Actually... I have clothes to wear."

"What girl ever has enough clothes?" Lu Fan chuckled. "Don’t I know you young ladies? Even if your closet is full, you’ll still say you have nothing to wear."

Jiang Silu, feeling like Lu Fan had seen right through her, couldn’t help but let out a shy giggle.

It was, indeed, a woman’s nature.

A second later, she suddenly thought of something and asked nervously, "Then... then are they very expensive?"

She was once again reminded of that 38,888 pink dress.

’Lu Fan gave me three whole outfits this time. Doesn’t that mean each one costs twenty or thirty thousand?!’

’No way!!’

’That’s just too extravagant.’

Lu Fan comforted her, "Don’t worry. I know you don’t feel comfortable wearing clothes that are too expensive, so I specifically had my assistant buy you some that are just a few hundred. This time, you can wear them without any guilt, right?"

Jiang Silu mumbled quietly, "Even clothes that cost a few hundred are a little expensive... I usually buy ones that are just a few dozen."

But she knew this was a sign of her father’s love.

So, Jiang Silu accepted it with a smile. "But I will definitely wear them often."

"That’s good!" Lu Fan smiled and patted her on the head, then turned to leave. "I’m heading out then. Bye-bye, Silu."

"Bye-bye," Jiang Silu said, waving as she watched Lu Fan leave.

Only after he was gone did Jiang Silu softly add a title, "Bye-bye, Dad..."

"Is Uncle Lu gone?!" Lu Yao finally snapped out of her daze. She sighed. "What a shame. I was just thinking of making him a glass of ’Scumbag-Beating Lemonade.’ After all, since I had Uncle Lu’s cake and milk tea, I wanted to contribute something too."

Jiang Silu said with a smile, "It’s fine. There will be chances in the future."

After speaking, she looked toward the coffee table by the sofa.

The container that had held the oden was completely empty.

Not a single bite was left.

Seeing this, Jiang Silu suddenly felt that he and her mother were very much alike.

She began to look forward to the day she might see her father and mother eating oden together.

「That evening.」

Song Miaomiao and Lu Yao were on the balcony off the living room enjoying the view, while Jiang Silu went back to the master bedroom to get ready for a shower.

When she opened the closet, she found three exquisite boxes.

She opened them to find three beautiful and elegant outfits.

With just one glance, Jiang Silu was completely in love with them.

Both the style and the colors perfectly suited her aesthetic tastes.

She never expected her father to understand her so well.

She felt a secret thrill of happiness.

However, the first thing she did was check the price tag.

When she saw the price of 688, she finally breathed a long sigh of relief.

Wearing clothes and dresses that cost 688 didn’t give Jiang Silu too much psychological pressure.

But if they had cost 68,888, or even 6,888, she wouldn’t have dared to put them on.

Jiang Silu immediately changed into one of the outfits and stood before the full-length mirror, admiring her reflection.

Of course, since these clothes were "only" 688, she decided to indulge a tiny bit of vanity.

She opened the door to her bedroom and asked Lu Yao and Song Miaomiao, "Yaoyao, Miaomiao, what do you think of this outfit? Is it nice?"

Lu Yao turned to look and was instantly stunned. "Oh my god, it’s gorgeous! When did you buy this?"

"My dad bought it for me. He just told me about it..." Jiang Silu answered shyly.

"I’m so jealous I could cry! I must say ’I’m so jealous’ a hundred times a day," Lu Yao wailed.

Just then, a knock came from the door of the presidential suite.

Song Miaomiao went to open it immediately.

Liu Shiting walked in.

"Shiting, you’re here~" Song Miaomiao said with a smile.

Liu Shiting took in the decor of the presidential suite. Even though her usual lifestyle—what she ate, drank, and where she stayed—was considered quite good for a young person, she still couldn’t help but gasp at the scene before her. "This... this is too luxurious..."

Lu Yao waved her over. "Shiting, come quick! Look at Lulu’s new outfit, it’s so pretty."

Liu Shiting’s gaze fell on Jiang Silu. The outfit was so exquisite; wearing it, she looked just like a princess in this castle.

For the first time, a look of genuine envy appeared on Liu Shiting’s face. She walked over and asked, "Lulu, where did you buy this dress?"

"I... I don’t know. It was a gift from my dad," Jiang Silu explained.

"It must have been expensive, right?" Liu Shiting asked.

Jiang Silu answered, "The tag on this one says 688, and the other two are priced the same."

Liu Shiting glanced at the tag on the dress, then examined the workmanship. She instantly concluded in her heart that there was no way this was 688-quality!

’The price of this dress is probably on par with, if not even more expensive than, Jiang Silu’s 38,888 pink one!!’

’And the main point is, there are two more outfits!!’

’All three of them together must cost over a hundred thousand, right?!’

In that instant, Liu Shiting felt that her brother was completely unworthy of Jiang Silu...