Lu Yin Ze's steps were steady. He arrived at the third row and stopped several steps away from the corner table. He took a deep breath to calm his speeding heart and continued on.
Lu Jin felt that someone was coming to their table. His father no longer wore a mask. Now that his father did not care about being discreet anymore, Lu Jin took off his mask as well.Â
Hearing the footsteps, he looked to the direction where they were coming from.
Silver hair, blue eyes like the ocean in summer.Â
It was no doubt that it was his little brother.
"..." Lu Jin was stunned to see his own little brother who had always cowered before them coming towards them.
The man next to him, Ming Zhi Yi, looked as well.Â
Ming Zhi Yi was also surprised, but none of it showed on his face. He just raised the corners of his lips while watching his own son make a fool of himself, coming so boldly towards them.
