"Dad, you're back."
"Dad, you're finally back!"
Lu Ping'an and Lu Wangshu had completely different expressions and tones when they saw their father.
The former had a calm demeanor with a slight smile, politely bowing with hands clasped.
His tall, robust build was profound like a deep abyss, exuding a powerful Qi Mechanism.
The latter was less formal, shouting with a mix of joy and reprimand, her rosy lips slightly pursed, and her expression warm and indescribably radiant.
"Hmm."
Lu Changsheng found his daughter's eager gaze amusing, knowing she was impatient about the Core Formation matter.
He looked at his son, Lu Ping'an, and asked with concern, "Ping'an, how is Little Qin doing now?"
Lu Ping'an's stern face instantly brightened into a dazzling smile at these words, and he replied, "Dad, Yiyi is due in about two months."
Though he didn't have a strong attachment to having children.
