This remark startled both Mrs. Lu and Lu Huan.
"Sister—" Lu Huan, who had stopped mopping, called out.
Waving his hand to send his younger son away, Lu Heyan actually appreciated his daughter's frankness, "Alright, you all solve this by yourselves."
"Heyan?" Mrs. Lu, feeling dissatisfied with her husband's readiness, said.
"We should trust in the young people's abilities, we can't always be protecting them for their entire lives," Lu Heyan gently explained to his wife.
Suddenly, a warm current surged in Manman's heart, filling it completely.
It was not hard to imagine that in his own gentle style, Lu Heyan had held up another piece of the sky for her as a father.
"Nannan, since Ayan hasn't returned, as your dad, I can only ask that tonight, just like before, you sleep in your brother's room," Lu Heyan was strict where he needed to be.
Manman did not refuse.
