It was Saturday, and the end of the month was nearing.
The weather was getting colder.
The day Madam Lu was discharged from the hospital, Lu Jingqing brought his family to visit her at the Lu Household.
Fu Zhi was wearing a red knit sweater that set off her fair skin perfectly and a pair of blue cropped jeans.
It was a good thing that the old lady had been discharged from the hospital, and Xu Wei was happy about it as well. She was wearing a pink dress today.
However, since Madam Lu was used to thinking the worst of other people, she was not delighted about Xu Wei and Fu Zhi's attire. She was not dead yet, yet they dressed so flamboyantly. What if she died? Would they wear lavish clothes to her funeral? The more Madam Lu thought about it, the darker her expression became.
She was sitting in the center of the living room right now. After a short while, Lu Zhiwen and Bai Yao arrived with their son, Lu Chuliang.
