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The old patriarch was fond of such well-mannered young men, and seeing that Pei Yao had spoken as he did, immediately took him to view the paintings, while also acting as a narrator.
Lu Rui followed behind them and, noticing that Lu Shiran had a strange expression, asked, "What are you up to? Why so sneaky?"
"I'm not," Lu Shiran quickly straightened up, his face feigning ignorance.
Lu Rui looked around and asked, "Where's Qiaoqiao? Why did you come back alone?"
"My sister... she..." Lu Shiran stumbled over his words, "she went to the bathroom."
Seeing this, Lu Rui did not press further.
Lu Shiran let out a long sigh of relief. He hadn't blown his cover, had he?
He was also very concerned about his sister's safety and wondered if something had happened to her.
But with Pei Ya and Li Hanzhou around, he managed not to lose his cool.
Because he didn't want to create further chaos.
