"Hey, where did this cute little girl come from?"
Yuan seemed a little surprised by Lin Xiaolu's sudden entrance, but she showed no displeasure. She naturally withdrew the hand she had resting behind Lin Yun, then stepped two paces to the side as though nothing had happened. Her curious gaze shifted between Lin Yun and Lin Xiaolu at the door. "What's your relationship?"
"I'm his daughter." Lin Xiaolu answered as she walked over to the desk.
"...This is my daughter."
Though he was far from willing, Lin Yun could only answer that way.
From a rational standpoint, he had no desire to reveal the identity of his family to an enemy from Claw Mark. But the current situation was unusual. If he dared say, "She isn't my daughter," who knew how much of a scene Lin Xiaolu would make.
Putting himself in her shoes, anyone who did not know the truth could easily get the wrong idea from what had just happened in the director's office. He really should not add fuel to the fire at a time like this.
"So you really were married?"
Yuan blinked, looking somewhat surprised. "I thought you were just making up an excuse to brush me off."
"I think anyone with half a brain would know that lying about something like this has no value to me."
Lin Yun shot her a sideways glance. "So what exactly were you about to say? Once you're done, you can leave."
"Are you kicking me out?"
Yuan narrowed her eyes with a smile. "We were just drinking and having such a lively time, and now you're treating me so coldly?"
"I hope you'll speak based on reality and stop fabricating things that never happened."
Lin Yun's expression remained blank. "There was no drinking and having a good