Chapter 523 - Helped a blind man (1/2)

Lu Meili walked around and was about to pick a glass of wine.

”Meili?” She heard a familiar voice behind her.

She turned to see Katy trying to hide her nervousness.

”You... never mind.” She picked a glass of wine and left.

Katy Blanc shrugged her shoulders. She wouldn't give her just a minute?

Actually, she remembered the man from the photo Lu Meili had shown her. While shopping around a week ago, she had seen a man feeling around  with a rod and trying to cross the road. His eyes were lifeless and unfocused. He was all alone and was having too much trouble.

Seeing that the blind man was too helpless, she helped him cross the road.

She had forgotten all about this matter because she didn't find it significant.

Who would have thought that the 'blind man' was a fake and the whole situation was all a stupid lie?

When Lu Meili left after claiming that she had a close relationship with this director to tarnish her reputation, she remembered that incident later.

Now that she thought about it, it wouldn't be difficult for a film director to put on an act.

She cursed whoever did such a thing. How could they take advantage of her kind heart to slander her?

And why her? Why was she attracting so much slander lately?

Before she could look for Lu Meili and explain this, Henry Blanc called her to go back home.

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Southside Villas, villa number two.

As soon as Henry Blanc arrived with Katy Blanc, Lin Lihua who was in the living room left and went to her room.

Katy Blanc looked at Henry Blanc guiltily. ”Daddy, it's all my fault.”

Henry Blanc patted her head. ”Katy, don't blame yourself. Your aunt is angry with me; not you. She has never held anything against you.”

Katy nodded, though she knew better than anyone that he was only saying this to make her feel better.

Henry Blanc went upstairs and right into Lin Lihua's room. ”Lihua, since when do married couples live separately?”

Lin Lihua was sitting on her bed with a laptop on her lap, typing away. She didn't look up. ”They do now.”