She even told Lu Zhiwei that she might as well say she has cancer to see if he would return. Naturally, Lu Zhiwei scolded her for that, and the matter was dropped.
Lu Xian was just like back then — even after being scolded, he wasn't angry. He lowered his head and smiled, placing the luggage bag on the ground, then he bent down to speak to the little boy beside him, "Go, call Grandma."
"You... you..." Only then did Zhao Li notice the little child next to him.
She looked at Lu Xian and then at the little child, shocked speechless.
The little boy was a bit shy, his beautiful eyelashes fluttered, but under Lu Xian's encouraging gaze, he still stepped forward and called out to Zhao Li, "Grandma."
"!!!" Zhao Li.
"This... this child..." She wiped her tears, unable to speak properly.
"Mom, we've been traveling all day. Let's go back first; Amon is tired," Lu Xian didn't rush to answer but bent down to pick up the sleepy little boy, and said to Zhao Li.
