Lu Zhihe was secretly shocked.
He knew his son was upset.
How could he accept such a situation!
Asking him to pour tea for his ex-daughter-in-law is really...
But now is not the time to worry about this. Lu Zhihe is well aware of his position in the Lu family and still needs the support of the main family. He must not anger Lu Yuchen.
He was about to pull Lu Qinghao back.
A taller man walked out from behind Tang Xinluo.
Lu Yuchen's narrow black eyes narrowed slightly, and a dangerous light flashed in them.
"Lu Si, is this your son?" He asked coldly, with hostility hidden in his seemingly calm tone.
Lu Zhihe was so frightened that his right hand trembled, and he pulled Lu Qinghao back in panic.
Lu Qinghao was forced to take a step back, but his eyes met Lu Yuchen without showing any weakness.
"Master Lu, long time no see." Lu Qinghao replied neither humbly nor arrogantly.
He had confronted Lu Yuchen as early as in the police station.
But that time could be considered a complete defeat for him.
He will never forget the humiliation of being brutally attacked by Lu Yuchen's men.
Lu Yuchen narrowed his eyes slightly and looked at the young man in front of him with a serious gaze.
Lu Qinghao was half a head shorter than him, and his appearance was considered young and handsome, and his figure was considered slender and well-proportioned.
The most important thing is that, unlike Lu Zhihe, his eyes are filled with the ambition and drive that a young person should have.
Lu Yuchen's slender sword-like eyebrows slightly raised, and a gleam of light flashed in his eyes.
An innate majesty poured out from his deep and sharp eyes.
He ignored Lu Qinghao's greeting and turned to look at Lu Si, "Lu Qinghao... Not bad. Lu Si, you raised a good son."
"Mr. Lu, you are too kind. Qinghao is still young and impulsive. He needs more training."
As Lu Zhihe spoke, his right hand was tightly clasped on Lu Qinghao's wrist.
Feeling his son's resistance, he couldn't help but use more force.
A branch family like theirs is simply not strong enough to compete with the main Lu family.
He knew what Lu Qinghao was thinking.
Since he arrived at the banquet today, he has looked absent-minded.
Lu Zhihe is also a man and has long understood men.
Men are so mean. Only when they lose something do they know what it means to cherish it.
It is obvious that the son still has feelings for his ex-daughter-in-law.
But it was too late.
Today, Tang Xinluo is no longer an orphan of the Tang family.
She is the wife of the head of the Lu family and Lu Yuchen's wife. No one dares to covet what belongs to him in front of Tiger!
Lu Qinghao was suppressed by Lu Zhihe. Under Lu Yuchen's watchful gaze, he bent over and served tea to Tang Xinluo in a proper manner.
Although he had thousands of words to say to Tang Xinluo.
But Tang Xinluo's reaction was quite cold.
When Lu Qinghao served tea, he didn't care about Lu Yuchen standing beside him, and his eyes were fixed directly on Tang Xinluo's face.
It’s a pity that Tang Xinluo didn’t even look at him.
He didn't even raise his head.
She lowered her head to take the tea, touched her lips and put it aside.
The tea ceremony between the two was just a formality.
As soon as Lu Qinghao finished serving tea, he was pulled to the back row by Lu Zhihe.
Next, it was Gong Xuemei and Lu Zhiyi's turn to step forward.
This time, Tang Xinluo was in a good mood and raised his head.
She smiled as she looked at Gong Xuemei and her daughter, who were standing in front of her with unhappy expressions.
"These two are my wife and daughter." Lu Zhihe introduced them reluctantly.
He knew that there were many people around, waiting to laugh at their family's misfortune.
But the situation is stronger than people, and although I am unwilling, I still have no choice but to follow the ancestral rules. (To be continued)