Following the servant's lead, Lu Beihua's steps came to a halt.
"Yun Sang is here, huh?"
The old man's expression lit up noticeably, chasing away the gloom from earlier. He turned eagerly toward the entryway and took a few steps forward.
Even the shadow cast by not obtaining the miracle drug seemed to be completely swept away.
Lu Yutian's eyes briefly darkened, though she didn't say anything.
There was no need, she reckoned.
Why waste effort on trivial matters with someone who posed no threat to her?
Besides, she actually hoped to maintain a decent relationship with Yun Sang. When she took over the Lu Family in the future, she would need capable people on her side.
Lu Yutian followed suit with a poised smile and looked toward the entryway. What she saw was a carefree figure strolling over, hands shoved into his pants pockets, wearing shorts on the bottom and a T-shirt on top—entirely unlike the appearance of a proper heir from a prestigious family.
