Hearing the woman's words, a shallow ripple stirred in Lu Huai'an's calm black eyes, but it quickly vanished.
He said indifferently, "Birthdays come every year; it's okay not to go back once in a while."
Initially, Lu Zhengmao had Shen Weiyi tell Lu Huai'an, and later even called him personally. It's rare for old comrades to gather, he wanted the younger generation to come and see, and he also had to bring Qi Ming.
He never gave a definite answer.
Lin Chu smiled gently, "You didn't go back last year. With each passing year, people grow older, time waits for no one."
Her voice was light, as if it could dissipate with the breeze.
Lu Huai'an lowered his eyes to gaze at the woman's delicate face. His eyes, shrouded in dark mist, were unfathomable as he slowly stated, "Ordinary people can't watch over you, I don't feel at ease, so I have to watch over you myself."
What do you intend to do by sending him away?
