As the wife of the imposter Lu Lao'er, she naturally knew about his background as well.
Could it be...
The imposter Lu Lao'er's wife didn't dare to continue the thought.
Sir Lu stood with his hands behind his back, his aged eyes sharp as they fixed on her, "Madam Zhao, you are not a fool, you must have guessed by now that Lu Qingze is not my son, whom I lost over a decade ago. He's nothing but an imposter!"
"Of course, you might have known about this a long time ago, conspiring with that imposter to deceive my Lu Family."
"But all of that doesn't matter now. My real son has returned. You and your son get out of here immediately!"
Sir Lu's voice was firm and powerful, leaving no room for argument.
The imposter Lu Lao'er's wife collapsed to the ground, shaking her head in horror and despair, "This is impossible! Impossible!"
