Mrs. Lu loves you to death

News from the outside world was flying all over the place, but the Lu family, as the center of the news, did not react at all, as if the Lu in the Lu family was not this Lu. When the Song family's affairs came out, many people who had a good relationship with the Song family began to get nervous. Old Master Song contacted many people and sent out visiting cards, but it was of no use at all, just like a needle dropped into the seabed, not even a ripple was caused.

Time quickly reached the seventh day, and today was the day when the Lu family would gather together. Chen Zhiyu had watched the returning Lu family members from last night until today, and the mere sight of them had left her in a state of shock. Lu Tingchuan's previous comments had already astonished her, but now seeing them made her realize completely that she had been too narrow-minded. There were three members of the International Committee alone, and two were presidents from other countries. This wasn't Lu Tingchuan's words; she had seen them on the news. She had developed a habit of paying more attention to international news, especially when it came to international news. Forget about their international influence; just the mention of their students alone could stir up a storm. Lu Tingchuan sat at the head table, glancing at them with a calm expression. Everyone present wore a solemn, yet unflinching, awe-inspiring expression. She didn't know how she had managed to sit down under such pressure. Even Lu Xia, Mr. Lu's biological daughter, wasn't qualified to sit here.

But the most important thing today is the burial of Mr. Lu.

Although they had their opinions on Lu Tingchuan's previous actions, the Lu family had a family motto. No matter how powerful they were outside, they could not question the head of the family's behavior in the Lu family. Of course, if it was an elder's concern for the younger generation, it would be possible, but now in the ancestral hall, no one dared to bring it up.

"Master, you did a great job with the old man's funeral. Thank you for your hard work."

"Uncle Wu, you are too polite. This is what I should do."

"The most important thing is what happens next. There are still many people outside who want to pay their respects. The Patriarch made such a big fuss before. If we refuse them entry now, it will seem that we are treating them differently. However, not everyone can enter the Lu Family Ancestral Hall. So, Patriarch, what are you going to do next?"

After all, there is still a long line of cars waiting outside to pay their respects to the old man. It is impossible to drive them away now. It is better to first figure out who else is coming and whether they are related to Gao Zheng. Just according to his plan, these people must come in. "The ancestral hall is not a place they can enter. I will have someone take out the old man's military fleece and arrange it in the mourning hall."

"Tingchuan, your idea is good, but isn't it a bit too high-profile?" After all, no one has ever set up a mourning hall for a month before.

Although people here are not so rigid, they still have to abide by the rules left by their ancestors.

"Then let's break the old and innovate. The Lu family has the capital to do so." Lu Tingchuan made the final decision.

The Lu family had done so much good, saving countless lives, both domestically and internationally. Countless nations had been bolstered by the Lu family. Even if the Lu family was arrogant, they had the capital to do so. He had also made plans. Even if someone disagreed, he wouldn't mind using the same tactics he used before to bring the former Lu Tingchuan back into the spotlight. He had married, his edge had been tempered, but he wasn't dead. He only had one woman in his heart, but that didn't mean the Lu family was unimportant to him. He understood his responsibilities.

Chen Zhiyu carefully observed everyone's expressions. No one present had changed their expressions because of his words. She didn't know if they didn't care or if they hid it well. In any case, she couldn't tell.

The man sitting on Lu Tingchuan's left said, "Since it has been decided, let's bury the old man's ashes first and then place the tablet in the ancestral hall."

This man hadn't said much since returning to the Lu residence. Even during the discussion just now, he had been sitting quietly to the side. But when others spoke, they would intentionally or unintentionally look at this man instead of Lu Tingchuan, the head of the family. This man's status was clearly above everyone else here, and he was the backbone of these people.

Thinking of this, she frowned. After all, honestly, she couldn't imagine the Lu family being this powerful. It was no wonder that Lu Tingchuan said that their Lu family could compete with an international power. But would such a powerful man be willing to bow down to a junior? She couldn't help but worry about Lu Tingchuan.