"Lu Miao, are you hungry? The kitchen is preparing food. Would you like some fruit for now?"
Mrs. Fu held onto Lu Miao's hand, growing fonder of the young girl with each passing moment.
Lu Miao felt overwhelmed by her warmth and almost couldn't resist. She glanced at Fu Jing Shen and he quickly came to her rescue, "Mom, Lu Miao just had breakfast."
"Thank you, Auntie," Lu Miao politely replied, then turned to Old Master Fu, "Old Master. Fu, do you think there's an issue with the house? I'd like to take a look first."
"Cough, cough." Old Master Fu cleared his throat twice, "Recently, I've been having trouble sleeping at home. I feel like there might be some problem somewhere."
Fu Jing Shen couldn't help but facepalm at his response. He thought Old Master Fu had used some trick to invite Lu Miao over, but it turned out to be deception as well.
Lu Miao stood up and carefully looked around the living room.
