The meal felt incredibly awkward; after finishing it, Lu Qing directly stated his intention to leave, not even bothering with pleasantries.
Old Sir Lu called him into the study, intending to have an honest conversation with him.
"Lu Qing, I know you're angry with Grandpa. As for your useless father, I no longer have hope for him. But Lu Xing, in fact, isn't a bad person. He's been staying with the Lu Family these days, and I've been observing him closely. This boy's character isn't bad."
"Grandpa, you don't need to speak on his behalf. I can see for myself what kind of person he is. I have my own judgment."
"You've always been decisive, so it's hard for me to say anything. Still, I'll say this: we're all family. I hope you can value the bond of blood and take good care of Miaomiao."
"I will."
"Alright, you may leave."
