The child's innocent words left Wang Lu feeling a slight awkwardness, but more than that, amused.
"In the future, I'll still be driving for Mr. Xu, so you can rest assured, little young master."
Douya understood, nodded with his head tilted, and stopped acknowledging Wang Lu.
Seeing the identical reaction from both father and son, Wang Lu bitterly smiled from behind.
She was completely forgotten, but she was used to it, so she walked out through the front door and left the Xu Family.
The old lady was inside, tending to a pot of pothos.
The sound of the door opening caught her attention.
"Back already?" Seeing it was Xu Zijin, the old lady casually asked.
When Douya, held by Xu Zijin, saw grandma, his eyes lit up and he immediately broke free from Xu Zijin. "Grandma, what's this?"
The old lady was startled by his voice and quickly picked up the pothos, hiding it behind her back.
