"Xiao Zhi, what happened?" Matriarch Lu's eyelids twitched. Her intuition told her that Lu Yiming had done something stupid again!
However, she had recently reminded him repeatedly not to provoke Lu Zhi at this critical moment. Her grandson should not cause trouble at this time.
Matriarch Lu tightened her grip on the cell phone. "Did your brother make you angry again?"
A voice came from the entrance.
The servant ran over happily. "Young Master, you're back? I'll get you slippers. Leave the coat to me."
Matriarch Lu looked up.
Lu Yiming had already taken off his coat and handed it to the servant. He walked up to her and greeted her tiredly, "Grandma, I'm back."
"Lu Yiming is back?" Lu Zhi's lazy voice came from the receiver before Matriarch Lu could think of a countermeasure.
Lu Yiming also saw that Matriarch Lu's expression was not good. He asked her considerately, "Grandma, who are you talking to?"
