No sooner had the words been spoken than a middle-aged man, appearing to be in his fifties, with a dignified demeanor, appeared in the Ivanov family's third-floor private room.
Sitting in the back, Hua Lunxi was utterly astonished and exclaimed, "Dad, what are you doing here?"
Hua Yueqi, Hua Lunxi's father, glanced at him indifferently. His gaze was stern and filled with a kind of oppressive force, as if warning him subtly. Hua Lunxi felt an inexplicable suffocation in his chest.
Hua Yueqi walked out coldly, and Yiren approached to stand by his side.
Ye Lu was stunned, her pupils suddenly dilating. Although she had never met this man, she had heard Hua Lunxi introduce him and had seen his photographs, knowing he was her father's brother, her uncle.
She had heard Hua Lunxi say that her uncle cared about her too, but unfortunately, her identity couldn't be revealed yet, so they could not meet, which was a great pity.
