Lu Li returned to the Lu Family Villa.
Song Qingwan, Grandpa, and her father were all waiting in the living room.
Song Qingwan sat on the sofa, slightly frowning, her gaze frequently looking toward the door, anxiously waiting for Lu Li to come back.
Grandpa, on the other hand, was solemnly wiping his expensive fishing rod.
The reason he came to the Lu Family Villa this time was clear without saying.
However, compared to Song Qingwan and Grandpa, Lu Junhan didn't look as pleased.
His cold face was dark, his thin lips tightly pressed together, his whole body exuding a chilling aura as if he wanted to "sacrifice close relatives for the greater good" or "kill whoever counts."
The expression could not be more indifferent.
As if he was forcibly pulled back home from the company.
Next to him, the assistant was softly reporting various matters, then handed a few documents for him to sign.
At this moment, the little girl bounced in with her little backpack.
