Lu Qingyan casually smiled, his tone more certain than ever before, "I will make her agree."
Old Sir Lu thought about Jiang Nanshu's lovesick ways, her attitude that it had to be Lu Qingyan or no one else, and with a helpless twist of his mouth said, "You're just relying on that girl liking you, huh? I'm warning you, if you dare to take advantage of her, you can get out of the Lu Family. Don't be like your father and do something to shame our family."
"Oh, just thinking about the crap your dad did gives me a headache."
He covered his chest, looking uncomfortable.
Lu Qingyan glanced at him nonchalantly, "Weren't you having a headache? Has it moved to your heart now?"
Old Sir Lu was so angry he blew his beard and glared, "None of your business!"
Lu Qingyan chuckled, "Don't be angry, in the future you'll want to hold your great-grandson."
Old Sir Lu: "..."
This pie was truly huge... and exceptionally tasty.
