After her death, the crazy boss killed all the villains and committed suicide

"Grandpa Chu,"

Luo Yang knocked on the door.

"I made a few dishes. Please help me taste them."

Before confirming the purpose of those people, he didn't want to drag Luo Yatou into such muddy water.

Mr. Chu closed his eyes tightly, suppressing all the emotions in his eyes.

"Got it. You go first. I'll just sort out the herbs and come back."

Luo Yang heard that Mr. Chu's voice had become noticeably hoarser, and he frowned, looking worried.

Old Master Chu washed his face and walked out. When he saw Luo Yang standing outside the door, he paused and immediately forced a smile.

"Kid, why are you still waiting here? Didn't you say I would come?"

Luo Yang noticed the forced smile in Mr. Chu's smile and pursed her lips.

"What's wrong with you? Is there something difficult?"

She believed she was not mistaken.

Old Master Chu was surprised at Luo Yang's keen observation skills and knew that the child would not give up if he didn't say anything.

"I am an old man who doesn't like to fight with the world. What kind of trouble can I have?"

He sighed and sobbed.

"I'm just getting old. I actually feel a little tired after going up the mountain."

Grandpa Chu's face was indeed a little pale.

Luo Yang helped Mr. Chu sit on the chair.

"I learned some Chinese medicine in Kyoto, I can help you."

Without further ado, she started to help Mr. Chu with his number.

Old Master Chu looked at Luo Yang's worried expression, and a hint of bitterness flashed in his eyes.

There is really no problem. It seems that he is really tired.

Luo Yang breathed a sigh of relief, but at the same time he felt a little guilty about Mr. Chu.

"I'll go collect the herbs myself. Don't worry about it for me. Taking care of yourself is the most important thing."

"I just haven't been up the mountain for a long time. I feel tired. I just need to exercise more."

Mr. Chu didn't give Luo Yang a chance to refute. He stood up from his chair and walked towards the front yard.

"I'm hungry, let me see what delicious dishes you girl has made."

Luo Yang looked at Mr. Chu's impetuous back and curled his lips helplessly.

She didn't know that the moment Mr. Chu turned around, the smile on his face could no longer be maintained, and his hands on the side were clenched into fists because of panic.

During this meal, Mr. Chu was much quieter than before.

Luo Yang just felt that the old man was indeed tired, so he didn't say anything else and let him eat in peace and rest early.

Lu Jingci seemed to have noticed something, and there was a hint of depth in his dark eyes.

As dusk fell, Mr. Chu sat on his bed, having not slept all night, and he looked much older.

The next day, before dawn, he went out carrying a bamboo basket.

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Kyoto, Lu's old house.

"Old lady,"

Uncle He's eyes were complicated, but not full of surprise.

"The car is ready."

The old lady has been soft-hearted all her life, and she has used all her kindness on family affection.

"Pack your things and go,"

Old Madam Lu stood up from the sofa with the help of a cane and walked out with steady steps.

"Yes,"

Uncle He picked up the things on the coffee table and followed Madam Lu.

With this thing in hand, Mr. Lu won't suffer any loss even if he leaves the Lu Group's businesses.

I just hope that the Lu family’s direct lineage will be able to completely restore peace in the future.

The Lu family villa on the other side.

Pei Yu picked up the handkerchief and wiped the corners of his mouth methodically, then raised his eyes and looked at Lu Minghui opposite him.

"Look at Mr. Lu, are you confident?"

Lu Minghui curled his lips, but there was no smile on his face.

"After all, we are mother and son."

"Is it,"

Pei Yu smiled and raised an eyebrow.

"Then we'll see."

As soon as he finished speaking, Li Fang walked in quickly.

He glanced at Pei Yu, who looked more like the master than Lu Minghui, and lowered his voice.

"Sir, the old mansion called and the old lady is on her way."