However, he did not refuse Lu Youheng's rare "filial" behavior.
After all, the last time he was this filial was when he was in the infant class of kindergarten, vividly telling his teachers and classmates how his father had died and how sad he was...
Once the little guy had placed the slippers in front of him and arranged them properly, he stepped back and quietly waited for him.
Lu Lingxiao bent down to change his shoes and said to the nanny, "I have some work to handle later, make me a cup of coffee."
"Yes, sir."
The nanny took Lu Lingxiao's coat and went inside.
When Lu Lingxiao sat down on the sofa, Lu Youheng followed.
Lu Lingxiao slightly lifted his chin, looking at him, and said, "What do you want to discuss with me when I return?"
Lu Youheng said carefully, "Dad, I want to take calligraphy classes."
"Calligraphy classes?"
How could he suddenly think of this?
