"Lu… Jin?"
The name tasted bitter in Old Lu's tongue.
It had been a long time since he heard this name directly from someone, and also first time he uttered it after he casted his eldest grandson out of the family.
His breathing became heavier as he remembered the past, but he quickly recovered his emotions and glanced worriedly at his youngest grandson.
Lu Yin Ze sat quietly beside him, his long dark silver lashes casting a shadow on his cheeks.
"Little Yin…"
The silver haired young man stirred, looked up at Old Lu, and smiled gently.
"I'm fine grandfather. Please continue, Mistress Tang. Did you talk to my… did you talk to him?"
"Yes, I did. In fact, he already notified me a week prior to Tang Yin's banquet that he would be attending," Mistress Tang explained.
"Of course, I did not ask for the reason as to why he came. Since he was still surnamed Lu, I welcomed him with open arms."
Old Lu was silent.
