Lu Lingxiao stood at the doorway, holding Lu Youheng in his arms. The little one's chubby arms were wrapped around his neck, his head slumped against his shoulder, already asleep.
Seeing this, Dai Ning quickly stepped forward to take the sleeping Youyou from Lu Lingxiao's hands and asked, "Why are you back so late? The whole family has been waiting for you."
Lu Lingxiao said, "Youyou ran off, and it took me a while to find him."
Dai Ning was quite alarmed. "He's run off again?"
Lu Lingxiao did not answer.
Though the Lu Family all knew that Lu Youheng's origins were uncertain, he was indeed Lu Lingxiao's son, and they cherished him dearly.
Now, with the old master of the Lu Family having passed away and the power already in Lu Lingxiao's hands, Youyou's arrival posed no threat to the second son or the other brothers from different branches of the family. Yet, Lu Zhenyu was still extremely cautious, protecting his grandson to the point of being inseparable.
