Early morning, an SUV stopped at the entrance of the resort villa.
The car door opened, and Lu Zhanxing stepped out. He was still wearing a light blue belted robe, but with sunglasses on his face, making him look somewhat out of place.
After getting out of the car, he headed straight towards the independent courtyard of the resort villa.
When he reached the door, he pushed it open, took off his sunglasses, took a deep breath, and roared, "I object!"
At the dining table.
Lu Rui's hand shook, almost spilling the bowl in his hand.
Lu Shiran choked on his bread, pounding his chest repeatedly, seemingly startled out of his wits.
Sitting next to him, Li Miao quickly poured him a glass of water, fearing their pleasant breakfast would turn into a crime scene.
Lu Jingzhi, looking perfectly calm, took a sip of his coffee and gave the disheveled Lu Zhanxing a sidelong glance, "Why didn't you say you were coming ahead of time?"
