Mrs. Lu loves you to death

The news of last night's incident had spread throughout Kyoto's upper class circles. Ai Li called her immediately that morning, but it wasn't her who answered the phone. The first thing Lu Tingchuan did when he received the call was to shut Ai Li up.

Naturally, Chen Zhiyu didn't know about this after he woke up.

As soon as the two of them went downstairs, the old man had already gotten up and had breakfast. Although the old man had been suffering from illness for many years, he still sat with the posture of a soldier in his heart. This made her admire him, and she looked at the man beside her. It was hard for the old man to raise him at his age.

When the old man saw the two people coming down, a smile immediately appeared on his face.

"Hurry up and sit down and have breakfast. The house hasn't been this lively for a long time. Since you two came back to live here, I feel better."

Lu Tingchuan pulled a chair for his wife.

"We are not the magic medicine of Taishang Laojun. Can we cure diseases just by looking at them? You are just thinking too much. Young people have their own lives. You are so old, why do you care about what those people do? Besides, if anything happens, I will be there to support you. Just relax."

Chen Zhiyu didn't understand what the grandfather and grandson were talking about, but she did understand one thing: some people in the Lu family might be restless. Although she said she was marrying Lu Tingchuan, she knew nothing about the Lu family. She only knew that the old man had only one daughter, Lu Xia, but she didn't know any of the other branches, or the people in the second and third wives.

I think since the Lu family has been abroad for so many years and has its roots abroad, those people should not be in the country.

"I'm old and useless. You're right. I won't have to worry about anything if I hand the Lu family over to you. But there's just one thing: I must leave some room for the Lu family."

Lu Tingchuan smiled and poured his wife a cup of soy milk. "Everything else is fine. As long as they don't mess with my wife, I can turn a blind eye. After all, no matter how much money they lose from the Lu family, I can earn it back double."

"That's good. Let's not talk about those bad things so early in the morning. You two should eat more."

"Okay, Grandpa Lu, you eat too."

After the two of them finished their meal, Lu Tingchuan sent Chen Zhiyu to the company. Today he personally sent her to the office before leaving.

As soon as he got into the car, Cheng Yan said, "Boss, the Third Master of the Third House was more or less involved in Xie Yun's affairs."

"Let's go to Mr. Chen first."

When Lu Tingchuan arrived at Chen Yicheng's office, he saw Chen Yicheng talking on the phone with a bad look on his face. He raised his hand and motioned for Lu Tingchuan to sit down first.

After hanging up the phone, Lu Tingchuan finally spoke, "Did something else happen?"

"Grandpa told us to go back"

Lu Tingchuan had barely sat down when he stood up. "It seems the two old men are more informed than we are."

Chen Yicheng rolled his eyes at him and picked up his suit jacket. "Do you think this will be a good thing?"

Lu Tingchuan shrugged and said nothing, but he knew in his heart that this was certainly not a good thing. Even the retired old man was more informed than them, which proved that the two of them were completely useless.

Cheng Yan was about to smoke a cigarette when he saw his boss and Mr. Chen coming down together, so he quickly threw away his cigarette.

"Boss, hello Mr. Chen"

Lu Tingchuan "went to Xijiao Yayuan"

An hour and a half later.

As soon as the two got out of the car, the butler opened the door for them. Lu Tingchuan said, "Uncle Lin, long time no see."

"Mr. Lu, you're too polite. The old man is waiting for you inside."

Once the three of them entered, all the people inside were present, and the second uncle who had always been at odds with his family also showed up.

"Mom, Dad, Grandpa, Second Uncle"

"Mom, Dad, Grandpa, Second Uncle" they greeted in unison, their tacit understanding was perfect.