Song Yaya shook her head violently. "He's not a, Lu. He can't be a Lu. He shouldn't inherit anything at all! My kids deserve it! Only my kids carry the Lu bloodline and he shouldn't inherit anything!"
"You keep saying that," Gabriel murmured. "But Lu Zhi Hao sees Lu Zi Zhen as his heir. And maybe it's because he deserves it." Lu Zi Zhen was definitely a different breed, the way he carried himself! The way she wasn't fazed with anything! This was a guy who had everything, he had capabilities.
From his silent nods and movements, you could tell he was a capable man. Even Lu Ting Cheng had some similarities with him. They weren't even trying to get some investors, they didn't give anyone any face! Their composure meant they had what they needed.
Across the room, Lu Zi Zhen whispered something into his mother's ear that made her laugh—genuine, relaxed. While the painting was stored away by their guards.
