Before long, Xiao Xiyue and Lu Wangshu arrived at the Lu family mansion.
"Changsheng."
When Xiao Xiyue saw Lu Changsheng, her heart melted like ice and snow, and she had many things to say to him.
However, considering her senior sister and master, and being in public, she suppressed her feelings for the time being and called out softly, like the pure and holy Guanghan fairy.
Seeing her mother like this, Lu Wangshu raised her chin slightly, looking at her father with some arrogance, and then called out 'Dad' in an indifferent tone.
"Xiyue, Wangshu."
Lu Changsheng didn't mind, he stepped forward affectionately and naturally, holding Xiao Xiyue's hand and gently stroking his daughter's silky hair.
