Ye Wu, with some difficulty dragging her suitcase, stood calmly before the doorman. 。It was the coldest time of winter, wearing only a thin short sleeve, standing straight in the icy wind. 。Below zero temperature, my hands quickly turned numb and icy. Even when I placed them on the handle of my suitcase, it felt like a piercing pain. 。But Ye Wu didn't care. 。Seeing that the doorman didn't react, I repeated myself: "Please be sure to let them know." 。His voice was trembling in the cold wind, yet it held an unwavering determination. 。A few minutes ago, your biological father, left you here. He said:"Remember, if you can't get the Lu family's forgiveness, don't even think about coming home." 。So, there is no way out now. 。,A few minutes later, the doorman looked coldly at Ye Wu:,"You go in," 。Thank you 。Yè Wǔ gave a sound of thanks, dragging her suitcase into the door. 。Along the way, the servants of the Lu family looked coldly at Ye Wu. 。Even though the suitcase looked extremely heavy, no one offered to help carry it. From time to time, people even glared at him with cold eyes. 。Ye Wu was extremely calm. 。I knew before coming. 。。