They soon arrived back at the Lu mansion. The gates, massive wrought iron decorated with the Lu family crest, slid open smoothly as the convoy of sedans drove through. The vehicles crunched over the perfectly maintained gravel driveway before coming to a stop in the circular courtyard in front of the main entrance.
The mansion itself was impressive without being ostentatious, a modern architectural masterpiece of glass, steel, and pale stone that managed to feel both imposing and elegant. Gardens stretched out on either side, meticulously landscaped, with a fountain at the center of the courtyard catching the late afternoon light.
They alighted from the vehicles. Lu Yuze immediately went to the back seat where Yuyan sat, carefully scooping his daughter into his arms. She was awake but drowsy, her head lolling against his shoulder.
"Ah-Ling," he said, transferring Yuyan to his assistant's capable arms. "Take her inside... Be gentle."
