Lu Wanggui glanced at the structure of the room. He did not know when, but Lu Bei had actually moved the computer desk to a different position. Previously, the computer desk was leaning against the wall, and on the other side of the wall was his study. Now, it was a chair leaning against the wall…
Lu Wanggui felt that it was funny. Some of his son's little habits had not changed. He liked to perk up his ears and listen on the wall.
"If you have any questions in the future, you can ask me directly."
Lu Bei: "..."
He was about to retort and said that he had nothing to ask when Lu Wanggui interrupted him. "I'm going out now. Call me if you need anything."
After saying that, Lu Wanggui turned around and left.
Lu Bei looked up at the ceiling, his face full of helplessness.
