After leaving Old Master Song's room, Lu Zijia came to the door of the second room.
This time, without her saying anything, Song Zhuohai consciously opened the door for her and invited her to enter.
"This is me and my wife's room."
Lu Zijia walked inside and nodded, "I can see that."
"Master Lu?"
Seeing Lu Zijia walk towards the balcony, Song Zhuohai stood out of the balcony and couldn't help asking.
"God! Our room too?"
Fang Yueqiu, who followed behind, turned a bit paler and she felt her legs turn into jelly, almost falling down.
Luckily, Song Zhuohai was agile enough to hold her.
Song Zhuohai still didn't know if Lu Zijia saw something, so he didn't answer his wife's question.
They both gazed at Lu Zijia, waiting for her reply anxiously.
Lu Zijia stood on the balcony and stared at a pot of violets for a while. She waved at the four members of the Song family, asking them to come over.
