It was already evening when they walked out of Hongfu Building.
Feeling good, Old Master Lu broke his several-year-long abstinence today and shared a whole pot of Zhuangyuan wine with Boss Tang, which left him a bit unsteady on his feet.
Old Madam Lu held Little Bun's hand and never let go.
"Old, Old Sister, bring your little grandson to visit, I'll ask the Imperial Chef to prepare a full... Manchu-Han banquet for you! Hiccup..."
His words were incoherent, and Boss Tang supported the arm of the lobby manager, helping the group into the car.
The car headed towards the Lu family's old residence. Lu Changchuan glanced at the quiet Ye Wan, reached out to pull her into his arms, "What's wrong? What are you thinking about?"
Lu Changchuan realized it belatedly; it was only upon seeing the childhood photo of Fourth Uncle that he understood Little Bun was the child he had been searching for all these years.
