"Your dad and I had no particular reason, just happened to be nearby and thought we'd come to see you."
"Make sure to get plenty of rest." Yan Sangyue cut off the conversation, put down the fruit, and called Mu Leng away again.
Mu Leng, having mingled in society, intended to test Lu Cheng's attitude this time, see if he's too arrogant, not giving face.
But upon realizing Lu Cheng was genuinely too busy, he swallowed down his dogmatic training.
"Lu Cheng, have you guys eaten yet?"
"If you're still up for it, why don't we eat together?" Mu Leng suggested.
"Dad, I've caught a slight cold, so I won't join you for drinks." Lu Cheng understood the hint.
Yan Sangyue immediately started scolding: "All you think about is your drink, isn't it?"
"Come on, come on..."
Mu Leng left the room dejectedly.
Lu Cheng continued with a laugh: "Dad, next time, next time I'll join you."
