The following days, for An Luo Wei (Wei Wei), were like a sweet dream.
The "cold war" had ended. The "prison" had disappeared. The Lu Family Villa for the first time... had the warmth of a "family".
The change in Lu Bei Shen (Bei Shen Jing) was the most obvious.
He was no longer a "Tyrant", but had been promoted to "Wife Slave".
He still persisted... learning to cook. Although the result was still a disaster (turning the kitchen into a battlefield), Wei Wei, instead of ignoring it, now laughed, rolled up her sleeves: "Bei Shen Jing, get out of the way. If you do it again... Xiao Tao and I will have to eat instant noodles tonight."
"I..." Di Jun was embarrassed.
"Go play with the kids. Let me."
Lu Beichen obediently "got" chased out to the living room by his wife, playing with Xiao Tao. But his eyes did not leave Wei Wei's busy and happy figure in the kitchen.
He had waited for this scene... thirty thousand years.
His career was also flourishing.
When Wei Wei returned to the 80th floor, she was already a living legend. "The Goddess of Design" - the one who had redrawn the soul of Xing Yue.
She met Gu Mingzhe in the hallway. He was a little thinner, but his eyes were still warm.
"Luo Wei... no, Madam Lu. Congratulations." He smiled, a smile that had been let go.
"Thank you, Deputy Director Gu." Wei Wei smiled back, a friendly smile, but with a clear distance. "And... I apologize for what happened last time. Thank you for helping me."
Gu Mingzhe understood. "It's nothing. It's my honor to work with you on the Xing Yue project."
At that moment, a familiar hand was placed on Wei Wei's waist. Lu Beichen didn't know when he had appeared.
He nodded to Gu Mingzhe, a nod of a "winner".
"Deputy Director Gu, good job."
Then, he openly held Wei Wei's hand and pulled her away. "Assistant An. Come to the meeting. Did you forget that you're still my 'Exclusive Assistant'?"
Wei Wei glared at him. "Jealous."
"Yeah." He calmly admitted. "Jealous."
In the office on the 108th floor.
After the "meeting" (in fact, Lu Beichen watched her review the documents, while he... drank coffee and watched his wife), he suddenly became serious.
"Wei Wei."
"Yes?"
"Tonight... we have an important dinner."
"Important?" Wei Wei looked up. "Is there a problem with Xing Yue?"
"No." Lu Beichen shook his head. He walked over and hugged her from behind. "My family... wants to see you."
"Family?" An Luowei stiffened. "You mean..."
"Yes." He whispered. "My grandfather. Old Master Lu."
An Luowei panicked. "Wh... what? Old Master Lu? I heard... he's really scary! If he finds out that you 'tricked' me into marrying you, that you..."
Lu Beichen laughed and turned her around.
"What are you afraid of?" He kissed her forehead. "You are Hua Shen. You are the Lady Lu that I have announced to the world. You are the mother of my great-grandson (great-grandson)."
He curled his lips, the overbearing look of the Emperor returned, but this time it was to protect.
"Most importantly... you are mine. Who dares to make things difficult for you?"
Night. Lu Jia Gu Ze (Old House of the Lu Family).
An ancient, majestic villa, located on the hill west of the city, completely different from Lu Beichen's modern villa. This place... has a vague, ancient "spirit".
The car stopped.
Lu Beichen stepped out, wearing a formal black suit. He opened the door, gently supporting An Luowei (wearing an elegant white dress that he personally chose). Following behind was Xiaotao, wearing a mini suit, looking like a little prince.
"Don't be nervous." Lu Beichen gently squeezed her hand. "Just be you."
"But I heard your grandfather..."
"Trust me."
The heavy rosewood door of the main building opened.
Inside, the atmosphere was solemn.
Sitting in the main seat in the large living room, was an old man with white hair, wearing Sun Yat-sen's clothes, holding a string of beads. Even though he was old, his eyes were still sharp as a knife.
This aura... was not that of a businessman. But it was of a... Heavenly Emperor.
This was the final "obstacle" of every President novel: Old Master Luc - Luc Thien Hung.
The old man raised his head. His sharp eyes swept past Luc Bac Than... then stopped, fixed on An Lac Vi and the child holding her hand.
"Grandpa." Luc Bac Than bowed his head. "I'm back. This is An Lac Vi. My wife. And..."
He pushed Tieu Dao forward.
"My name is Luc Thien An." Tieu Dao, to Vi Vi's surprise, suddenly spoke very clearly, without any hesitation. The boy bowed his head.
"Hello... Grandpa."
The whole room was silent.
Old Master Luc's eyes... were unpredictable.