From Gu Yan's ambiguous attitude, Lu Yi had already guessed a bit about what was going on.

Thinking about how these fathers planned so much for their children, he felt a little disappointed.

However, Fan Shenglun's subtle movements did not escape his notice, and he cleverly changed the subject.

"Dad, don't blame my sister. She went through so much to give birth, she deserves to rest more."

Lu Yi found it strange.

Even if Fan Huijun is a doctor, she is still a woman at heart. She hasn't even finished her postpartum confinement yet, so what work could she possibly be busy with?

Fan Shenglun liked to lecture her, but a few more months wouldn't make a difference.

"Blame her? How can I blame her?"

"She was living comfortably at home, but she insisted on moving to the Gu family's place. What, is it that our Fan family can't tolerate her?"

Upon hearing this, Lu Yi suddenly realized what was going on.

Just as he was about to reassure the old man, Fan Shenglun took a big gulp of tea and calmly said, "Let's not talk about her anymore. Let me tell you about the company's situation..."

This conversation went on until late at night.

Lu Yi took a shower, lay in bed, tossed and turned, unable to fall asleep.

I picked up my phone and glanced at the message.

He sat up immediately.

Her fingers flew across the keyboard as she replied, "Why didn't you tell me you were coming to Jiangzhou?"

As if that wasn't enough, he quickly dialed Liang Shiyue's number.

"Xiaoyue?"

The person on the other end, still half asleep, said, "Lu Yi? Why are you calling me at this hour..."

Lu Yi's restless heart calmed down. "Oh, it's nothing, I just saw the message!"

After hanging up the phone, he opened the message dialog box and retracted the hasty reply he had just sent.