Lu Huai'an showed no emotional fluctuation at Shen Weiyi's arrival, not even raising his head.
He continued to flip through the documents, speaking indifferently, "It's still early, talk about it later."
Shen Weiyi stood two meters away from the desk. She always dressed elegantly, and even in an office of only black and white, she did not appear out of place.
Regarding Lu Huai'an's cold attitude, she appeared unaffected, with natural and efficient behavior and speech.
Yet... her hands clasped tightly together, hidden within her lotus-leaf sleeve cuffs.
She pursed her lips slightly, speaking calmly, "Uncle Lu asked me to come early to tell you, he wants you to set aside some time."
She was merely here to relay a message.
Five years ago, she already knew why the Lu Family treated her, the daughter of a servant, so differently, but she never revealed it.
