Fu Yisheng got out first, opening the umbrella before holding the car door open for Lu Qingqing, sharing an umbrella between them.
By the time the bodyguards got the luggage with their umbrellas, they had already entered the house.
"Mom, I'm back! Mom, are you home?" Lu Qingqing called out cheerfully as she entered the living room with Fu Yisheng, her smile instantly vanishing at the sight within the room.
Her grandparents and maternal grandparents weren't there, only her dad and mom were seated, along with a pair of quite unfamiliar middle-aged man and woman.
The expressions of all four were unpleasant, particularly those of the strange couple who, despite their classy attire, wore grimaces that could rival the gloomy rainy weather outside.
Lu Qingqing's parents were always good-tempered and knew right from wrong; anyone who upset them was definitely not a good person.
