Leyla didn't want to expose her fragility in front of Lin mother and daughter, so she took a deep breath, calmed down and explained in a slow voice, "Dad, it's not that I'm perfunctory to you, nor that I don't want to help, it's just that in my current capacity, how could Lance help me."
"What is your identity? You are the wife of the King family, his wife of Lance, why wouldn't he help you!" He snorted coldly, deciding that Leyla was just looking for an excuse to shirk.
"Dad, listen to me." Leyla sighed helplessly, and said with a rather lonely expression, "Dad, you should know why I married into the King family. If you haven't forgotten, you should know me It's not the real Mrs. King, after all, it's still the family, your daughter. For Lance, I'm just a dispensable existence, and I be
