lu xishan sat by the window. the tea in front of him was fragrant, but he didn't touch the cup of tea. whether it was his actions or his expression, he seemed to be thinking about something.
in the past six months, lu xishan looked much older, probably because the lu family's business had not been smooth.
"uncle," song qincheng walked over.
lu xishan came back to his senses when he heard the voice. he saw song qincheng in front of him and his eyes softened."you're here?"
"yes." song qincheng pulled out a chair and sat down. she put her bag aside and said, " " actually, i was nearby. it was just that it was raining today and the road conditions weren't very good, so i took some time. "
lu xishan nodded, and his gaze fell on his niece's face.
