""Xiangxiang, what are you going to do?" Seeing the smile on Lu Qiaoxiang's face, Xi Jiayu felt a vague unease in his heart.
"To help her get her wish." After saying that, Lu Qiaoxiang turned and walked away.
Shock flashed across Xi Jiayu's face, followed quickly by pursuit.
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The living room.
The door to the study finally opened, and the old Master Lu came out leaning on his cane, his grayish face taut with lines, and his eyes cold and sharp. He stared straight at Ran Tong's face as he emerged, yet he made no comment.
Lu Nancheng walked straight up to Ran Tong and sat down, whispering, "It's all taken care of."
Ran Tong was startled.
All taken care of?
"It's getting late, Yunxiu, hurry up and tell the kitchen to start serving dinner," the warm voice of Old Madam Lu followed.
After speaking, she walked over to Ran Tong, her gaze dropping down before finally settling on her flat belly.
