Lu Zhaolin finally finished his mission and ran back as fast as he could, afraid that if he came back a few days later, Song Qinghe would forget about him at the beach.

That's also possible.

After all, they hadn't spent much time together and didn't have much of an emotional foundation.

Who knows, some fool might come and try to poach our employees.

Thinking of this, Lu Zhaolin wished he could sprout wings and fly back to see it.

He was also worried about her being alone here.

Lu Zhaolin was always worried that Song Qinghe wouldn't be able to take good care of herself here, and what would happen if she encountered any trouble?

He was shocked to see such a scene as soon as he returned.

What's going on? Grandpa's movements are so fast!

I should have known better than to make that call.

However, if that call hadn't been made, the Song family probably wouldn't have arrived here so quickly.

When Lu Zhaolin saw the people sitting in the courtyard, he quickly realized that they must all be from the Song family.

So, I took the initiative to go up and say hello.

"Hello, grandpa, grandma, uncles and aunts."

"Okay, okay, okay."

Song Yiren was about to ask if Lu Zhengguo was lying when he turned around and saw a young man in military uniform standing in front of him, greeting him.

The young man had broad shoulders and a narrow waist, possessing an outstanding temperament. He was aloof yet not distant, with a refined and elegant air about him.

Is this Lu Zhengguo's grandson?

I hope it's not a fake.

Despite being a former general, Lu Zhengguo is actually quite the bandit, having been a horse bandit in his early days.

If it weren't for the times creating heroes, he really wouldn't have been able to climb up there.

The two had dealt with each other quite a bit back in the day; Lu Zhengguo had even led a group to rob him once.

Song Yiren was initially worried that Lu Zhengguo's grandson would be a burly soldier, the kind with a bandit-like air, like a reckless man.

But it turned out to be not like that at all.

The person in front of them looked scholarly and didn't seem like a member of the Song family; he seemed more like a member of the Lu family.

It's so pleasing to the eye.

He possessed an air of refinement and composure, with piercing eyes that revealed him to be a steady and capable person.

All my previous worries vanished instantly.

Song Yiren stood up and shook hands with him: "You must be Lu Zhaolin?"

Lu Zhaolin: "Grandpa, I'm sorry, I had a mission earlier, so I came back a little late."

"If I had known you were coming, I should have gone to pick you up earlier."

"Please have a seat. I just happened to bring back some fish. I'll go cook."

Just kidding, Song Qinghe's grandfather is his grandfather.

Lu Zhengguo watched the boy's performance without saying a word. Oh dear, with that pedantic scholar Song Yiren here, even his own grandfather has to step aside.

When did Lu Zhaolin ever cook for himself?

When he was a child, Lu Zhaolin was very much like him; they were like each other at heart.

But I don't know why, the older I get, the more introverted I become, and I've gone completely astray, until I'm no longer like myself at all.

Whether he looks like him or not is not important; it doesn't stop Lu Zhaolin from being his favorite grandson at all.

Lu Zhengguo was quite satisfied with Lu Zhaolin's reaction, but he couldn't help but nudge Song Yiren a couple of times.

"Tsk tsk tsk, look at you, your grandfather is treated better than me, his own grandfather."

"Is there anything else you're not satisfied with?"