Ji Qing looked pleadingly at Lu Jinghan, her tear-filled eyes red from crying.
Lu Jinghan strode to the chair, crossed his legs and sat down, exuding a powerful aura that made Ji Qing feel slightly afraid.
"What if I don't agree?"
Lu Jingwei walked over to Lu Jinghan, crying, and half-kneeled on the ground, hugging his leg: "Brother, my father is no longer here. No matter how big the grievances, let them go. Let's live well as a family."
Lu Jingchen also came over: "Big brother, I really don't want to work at the company. If you really don't want me to, that's fine, as long as I have money to spend in the future, that's all I need."
Lu Jingchen and his sister had no idea what Ji Qing was up to, nor did they know why Lu Qing An suddenly committed suicide. He didn't want to work at any company; as long as he could live at the old house and had money to squander, he would still be the admired second young master of the Lu Family.
"Shut up."
