"All right, Mama..." They echoed in unison.
The car rolled to a stop.
The door opened.
The gala had begun.
A wall of flashbulbs greeted them the moment the car door opened. The Lu family stepped out one by one, a portrait of elegance and controlled power.
Lu Zhi Hao offered his arm to his wife, his expression cool and unreadable. Lu Wan Ruyi wore a blue sparkling dress, her beauty poised yet severe. The clothes covered her baby bump, and no one was gonna know she was pregnant.
Lu Zi Zhen stepped forward next, perfectly tailored in black, his steps unhurried, movements calculated. Beside him, Lu Ting Cheng adjusted his cufflink, scanning the crowd with a subtle flicker of mistrust.
Then came Lu Ting Zhou.
