Old Madam Lu sat regally in an emerald green knitted shawl, her silver hair combed back into a neat low bun. She observed the table with a calm, dignified gaze, her lined face showing rare softness when she looked towards Ruyi.
Old Master Lu, sitting at the head of the table in his light brown traditional silk shirt, let out a hearty chuckle, "Zhi Hao, you are spoiling her far too much these days, flower picking, secret kisses in the garden… do you think we old people don't see anything?"
Ruyi's face flushed instantly, her eyes widening. "Father…"
Lu Ting Cheng gave a small, amused snort, setting down his chopsticks, "They were out there acting like honeymooners all afternoon. If you are going to kiss so boldly, at least hide behind the camellia bushes next time, make it more fun and wild!"
