Lu Ting Cheng sat up, stealing a glance at his brother, who looked way more remorseful and repentant than he did. he suddenly felt an urge to laugh at how pretentious he was; this guy should have become an actor. His emotions shifted faster than the seconds clock. "We know, Momma, Father. We are sorry."
Lu Zhi Hao gave them a long look before standing up as one of the lawyers approached with a final set of documents. He signed without a word, then handed the folder back. Everything was completed.
Lu Zhi Hao stood, signaling it was time to leave, and he held his wife's shoulders, guiding her out of the private room. As the family walked toward the exit of the legal office, the media were everywhere; reporters swarmed the place. Cameras flashed like a red carpet event to capture the two Young Masters who were rarely seen in the newspapers.
