The doors in the Lu Mansion were anti-theft, so the door did not even budge after Lu Jingqing rammed himself against it.
He turned his head to look at Fu Zhi. Just as he was about to ask her to take the key, Fu Zhi raised her arm and pushed him aside.
Then, she lifted her leg and kicked the door handle.
Creak!
The anti-theft door was kicked open by Fu Zhi.
"…"
Lu Jingqing was speechless, but he knew now was not the time to lament how much of a failure he was as a father.
Lu Yushen's room was dark. The curtains were tightly drawn, preventing any moonlight from coming in.
The last time he'd had an emotional meltdown was a month before Fu Zhi had joined the Lu Family. At the time, he had still left a table lamp on.
Fu Zhi switched on the light in the room. Then, she saw the young man, who was sitting facing the corner, the skin on his neck looking pale.
Lu Jingqing took one step forward and said, "Yushen…"
