Old Madam Lu's gaze softened slightly, though her eyes still held quiet steel, "Good," she said simply, picking up her tea cup again, "Do not let sympathy make fools of you. Your father has rebuilt his life, and your mother's return will only wreck his peace, but if you want to get entangled with her, we won't stop you; it's just that you would have to do it far away from this home!"
Lu Zhi Hao had a new wife, a baby in the way, so, how could they trade the peace they had for someone who had traumatized them?
They all fell silent after that, the quiet clinking of chopsticks and faint rustle of silk was the only sound filling the elegant dining room.
Outside, the warm noon sun streamed through the wide windows, illuminating the Lu family sitting together, united in silent understanding.
No matter what storms came from the past, this house and the people in it would remain unmoved.
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