He stood at the foyer changing his shoes, "Are you still holding a grudge over the quarrel at the last dinner?"
Pei Heyan nodded slightly in response.
Lu Zhe's expression was unhappy, almost as if 'Unwelcome' was written on his face.
Lu Yun sat down in front of the two, unconcerned with their mood, "I'm really quite hungry."
He picked up his chopsticks and began enjoying the meal heartily. Catching the two still indifferent, he looked up, "Where did you leave off in your conversation? Continue. I won't disturb you."
As he finished speaking, Pei Heyan glanced at the time, "It's about time, I think I should head back."
"Uncle, take your time eating."
As he was about to leave, Lu Yun stopped him, looking thrilled by the tension, "Don't go."
"I just got here and you want to leave, that's kind of rude." He made Pei Heyan sit back down at the table, "You two carry on talking."
"The moment I arrived, the conversation stopped, as if there's something secretive going on."
