"But I care!"
With a stern shout, the false smiles disappeared from Mrs. Murong's face: "How can you do this? You are the CEO of LC, how can you live in a woman's house?"
"Her house is my home, and my home is her house. I don't see any problem with that."
"No way, absolutely not!"
Mrs. Murong maintained her firm stance, but Lu Zhanbei was not one to be easily swayed. As mother and son were about to argue, Gu Qianqian tugged on Lu Zhanbei's arm and said gently, "Since mom minds so much, let's leave it. In the future, just make time to visit grandma more often."
"Whatever you say!"
Hearing this, Gu Qianqian deliberately pursed her lips into a smile and exaggeratedly made a face of happiness: "Why do you agree with everything I say? Don't you have your own opinion?"
"Your opinion is my opinion. If you have no opinion, I have no opinion..."
Wanting to show off their affection, Lu Zhanbei fully cooperated, and as they exchanged words, Ling Weixuan was filled with frustration.
