A stern, aged voice echoed up the stairs.
Su Nanxing and Lu Beiyuan looked up and spoke in unison, "Grandpa."
The elderly patriarch slowly descended the stairs.
Over the years, his health had deteriorated, and he seldom went upstairs.
But his former bedroom and study were both on the second floor.
Now the bedroom had been moved downstairs, and there was a tea room on the first floor that doubled as a study.
However, some of the bookshelves were custom-made and inseparable from the walls, so occasionally, the old man would go upstairs to read.
Lu Beiyuan helped Su Nanxing to sit on the nearby chair, then quickly stepped forward to assist the elderly patriarch.
The old man patted his hand contentedly, then turned an angry gaze to Lu Tingzhou, "If you want to smoke, go outside!"
After speaking, he turned to Lin Xuan, "If you're here to argue, I'll say it again, you're not welcome here, get out!"
