Lu Ming stood with his hands behind his back, approaching the crowd.
His outfit was evidently carefully chosen, making him appear elegant and imposing.
"Zhaoyue, don't be a stranger with your words... My grandfather came early, having given it careful thought. Zhaoyue, I didn't expect you to truly recover... I'm genuinely happy for you. In the future, should you join our Lu Family, I assure you, nobody will dare bully you! East City will also be my home. You can consider South City entirely your own home."
This time, Hong Zhaoyue ignored Lu Ming.
Because she knew that this man named Lu Ming was of poor character, often taking advantage of others verbally, a total rogue.
No matter what you say about him, his skin is thicker than a fortress wall; he pays no attention to your words.
