Lu Zhenyu walked alone to the sofa and sat down.
But Lu Lingxiao said, "I'm not free."
Just as Lu Zhenyu settled into his seat, he instantly turned his head around, frowning and saying, "Not free? What are you busy with? Hasn't that project in the company already been established? Does the president himself need to execute it? What are all the people under you even there for?"
Lu Lingxiao ignored his father and directly went to pour himself a glass of water.
Lu Youheng had planned to spend some more time with his grandfather, but seeing his father's face grow darker, he turned and headed for the stairs.
"Don't eat snacks behind my back again."
These words were directed at Lu Youheng.
Lu Youheng's figure stiffened, and turning back, he said with guilt, "I didn't, I haven't eaten any."
"I'm talking about your matters; why bring up the child?"
Lu Zhenyu was covering for his grandson.
