After Black Moonlight revealed her true feelings, everyone panicked.

The Lu siblings sat on one side, and the uncles and elders sat on the other side.

Lu Ting took the seat of honor, and Uncle Fu walked towards the end of the table, but Lu Ting called him back.

"Uncle Fu, please sit next to A-Jian." He pointed to the seat that Lu Lingjun should have been sitting in.

After those words were spoken, the restaurant fell silent.

Lu Sijian looked up at the two Lu brothers, whose expressions were stiff, and was somewhat speechless.

It's just a meal; it doesn't matter where you sit, it's not like you can't reach the food.

She glanced at Lu Ting's expression and quickly changed her mind.

No, it's not the same. What's the difference between this and having dinner with your boss? It's better to sit further away and have more freedom.

"Big brother, please sit here." She stood up abruptly and walked to the last seat.

Lu Ting tried to stop her but couldn't; she had already quickly walked over, sat down, picked up her bowl, and taken a bite of food.

Several uncles and elders couldn't help but shower him with praise.

"The young lady is still so sensible, respectful to her elders, and loving to her older brother."

"It's just a meal, there aren't that many rules."

"It's not easy for the father and daughter to meet, so they need to sit closer to talk."

Lu Sijian didn't take this little incident to heart. She didn't want to sit in the superior position; she felt uncomfortable as if she had thorns all over her body.

Although they were sitting far away, it didn't stop Lu Ting from keeping an eye on her. He would occasionally pick up some food and have the people in front of him pass it to her, as if he was worried that his daughter would feel awkward and not eat enough.

Lu Sijian: "..."

Thank you so much. I'm even fuller if you don't serve me food.

After the meal, the uncles said their goodbyes, as Lu Ting's body couldn't handle the long flight and he also had to adjust to the time difference.

After being ushered out of the house, Lu Ting was wide awake and instead sat on the sofa with a cup of tea in his hand.

Lu Sijian had a bad feeling. Why did this seem like a confrontation?

Just as his premonition had come true, the next second, Lu Ting slammed the teacup down on the coffee table. "Kneel down!"

Before Lu Sijian could react, Lu Lingjun had already knelt on one knee, and the next second he knelt on the other knee as well.

He was still wearing a suit, exuding the aura of a CEO, yet he was kneeling steadily at the feet of the old patriarch of the Lu family.

The living room was completely silent.

Everyone was stunned and didn't understand why.

Although Lu Ting was strict in the past and would punish Lu Lingbai by making him kneel, he never punished Lu Lingjun, his eldest son on whom he had placed high hopes.

Lu Lingchen's eyes were a little red. "Dad, why?"

He had always thought he had no feelings for this older brother, but seeing him kneeling in front of Lu Ting still made his heart clench.

Lu Ting didn't look at him, but instead looked at Lu Sijian gently, "Ah Jian, were you scared? It's okay, sit next to Dad, don't be afraid."

Lu Sijian stood still. "Why?"

She was asking why Lu Lingjun was being physically punished.

Lu Ting simply stood up, walked to her side, and patiently explained, "Your older brother is too useless. That's one thing, but if he lacks ability, he can be trained slowly. But if his heart is corrupted and he can't even tolerate his own sister, then he is truly beyond redemption."

"I've heard about what happened to Sister Ye. How can a servant dare to ride roughshod over the young lady? Isn't that just indulgence?"

"And then there's the matter of the He family forcing you into marriage. I agree that you should get to know other people, but he took the opportunity to negotiate with the He family and force you to marry them. Is he trying to kick you out of the Lu family?"

"Also, such a big thing happened at the winery last night, and he remained completely indifferent?"

As Lu Ting grew angrier, he picked up a teacup from the coffee table and smashed it next to Lu Lingjun's knee.

"You scoundrel, are you trying to kill your own sister for power and profit?"

Porcelain shards flew everywhere, and tea soaked Lu Lingjun's suit trousers.

What was even more chilling was what Lu Ting said next.

"Didn't I tell you that even if you're the CEO of the company now, you're just working for your sister? You dare to compete with her and fight her for it? Do you even have the right?"

Lu Lingjun lowered his eyes to look at the cold tiled floor, and slowly clenched his hands at his sides.

It feels like just yesterday I was brought back to the city from the countryside.

At that moment, looking at his brand-new, bright home and the friendly servants, even someone as mature as his age couldn't help but show a hint of joy.

Young Lu Lingbai asked excitedly, "Big brother, is this our home from now on? I can eat whatever I want and play whatever I want?"

He replied with a smile, "Yes, I'll buy you whatever you want from now on."

“You’re going to buy it for them? What are you going to use to buy it? Everything in this house belongs to your sister.” Lu Ting stepped forward.

These words were like a bucket of cold water poured over his head, completely sobering him up.

The other party only had eyes for his sister, and even harbored a subtle hostility and wariness towards his arrival, as if he feared that he would compete with his sister for the family property.

Lu Lingjun remembers when he was even younger, when his mother was still alive, he was just beginning to remember things.

His father wouldn't allow him to play or have fun; he always ordered him to study at home.

"The Lu family will be handed over to you in the future. If you don't work hard, how can I expect anything from you in the future?"

This was exactly what his parents had hoped for him in the first place, so why did everything change overnight?

After being separated from his father for so many years, he and his two younger brothers seemed to have been excluded from the family by their father.

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"What, you're still not convinced?" Lu Ting's voice was icy.

Lu Lingjun pursed his lips: "No."

Lu Ting: "Then go to the small room and kneel down, seriously reflect on where you went wrong."

Lu Lingjun froze. The small room used to be a solitary confinement cell. Lu Lingbai was a troublemaker when he was a child and was a frequent visitor there.

But as the children grew up, Lu Ting never put any of them in solitary confinement again, after all, he wanted to preserve their dignity.

He was never put in solitary confinement when he was a child, but he never expected that he would be put in solitary confinement now that he is so old.

He responded softly, "Okay."

Lu Sijian frowned as she looked at the scene before her, finding it bizarre and absurd.

"What's wrong, A-Jian? Do you have something to say?" Lu Ting completely changed his attitude towards his daughter, always speaking softly and gently.

Lu Sijian shook her head: "No."

She thought about it and realized there wasn't much to say.

Why does this scene seem so familiar?

[Oh, by the way, last time Lu Lingjun came back, he immediately lashed out at Lu Lingbai in the same way, even making him kneel all night as punishment.]

You two are truly father and son; you both have the same domineering, patriarchal style.

A flash of anger crossed Lu Lingchen's eyes.

He didn't believe she didn't know what her father meant; he was clearly giving her a chance to plead for him.

In the past, whenever Lu Lingbo was put in solitary confinement, her words were more effective than anything else.

They just extorted so much money from my brother, saying they wanted to shake hands and make peace, but instead they kicked him when he was down.

Or perhaps she deliberately gave up her seat at the dinner table to make her father suspect that her older brother was trying to compete with her for his father's favor?

Lu Sijian looked up at Lu Lingchen, somewhat speechless.

[Speaking of which, isn't Lu Ting deliberately trying to provoke me by doing this?]

[But it doesn't matter, let them draw hatred if they want, I'm not going to plead for them anyway.]