Lu Jinghan nodded, changed into the slippers brought by the servant, and walked briskly toward the living room with his hands in his pockets.
Lu Qing An and Ji Qing in the dining room glanced over in this direction. When they saw Director Wang and Zhang Jingxian behind Lu Jinghan, their faces changed dramatically, turning pale as ghosts.
Lu Jinghan's gaze swept over the people in the dining room, the sharp and chilling glare involuntarily making one's spine tingle.
Lu Jinghan sat down beside Old Sir Lu and spoke softly, "Grandfather, the murderer who killed my parents has been found."
Old Sir Lu trembled inside, his eyes slightly red, "Your parents' car accident was truly not an accident?"
"No, it was orchestrated by Lu Qing An and his wife."
Old Sir Lu stared at Lu Jinghan in shock, eyes filled with grief and despair, knowing his grandson would not say anything without certainty; there must be solid evidence.
