“Your dad said that once your uncle is settled, he will hold a grand family banquet so that you can show your face in front of all our relatives and friends in the Lu family.”

“We’re going to pay respects to our ancestors in a few days. You can come along too. That will be your way of recognizing your roots!”

The whole trap was set, just waiting for Lu Yi to walk right into it!

Lu Yi slapped his thigh and laughed, "In the end, you all still think I have ulterior motives towards the Lu family!"

"In that case, let's pretend that what we just said was all nonsense, and let's not bring it up again."

"Furthermore, my uncle is my legal guardian, and I have an obligation to support him. As long as I am alive, you don't need to make decisions for him!"

Lu Yi took the envelope out of his pocket and slammed it on the coffee table.

Looking at Lu Baozhi, he said solemnly.

"Miss Lu, your uncle and I appreciate your kindness, but please don't do this again to avoid causing unnecessary trouble!"

"It's getting late, I have other things to do. Thank you for the nice tea!"

These words were spoken flawlessly.

For a fleeting moment, Lu Zhengming even felt that this child possessed remarkable mental strength, and that if he had the opportunity to enter the business world in the future, he might even surpass him.

But at this moment, he completely disregarded his father, and Lu Zhengming was so angry that he became incoherent, "You bastard!"

Lu Baozhi opened the envelope, pinched it between her thumb and forefinger, and sighed with her brows furrowed, "It must have taken you a long time to collect all this, right? You borrowed it?"

A reclusive high school student like him, with no connections or background, would probably find it impossible to borrow money or even make friends in this world.

Lu Baofei seemed to remember something, and opened her mouth, "Who did you borrow it from? Could it be..."

She had seen it with her own eyes: Fan Huijun hugging him and calling him "husband" so affectionately. At a time like this, who else could be more willing to give money to Lu Yi than her!

"The accounts are settled, please count them carefully!"

Lu Yi walked to the entrance, put his hand on the doorknob, and opened the door a crack when someone suddenly pushed the door back in.

"Yi'er, the fact that you accepted my gift means that all the misunderstandings from the past are over, right?"

Lu Baoyun stared intently at him, eager to know where the painting was now.

But the words were hard to say.

Lu Yi raised an eyebrow, his tone flat and devoid of emotion.

“Miss Lu, since you gave me this gift, I have the right to handle it as I see fit, unless you didn’t mean it to me sincerely…”

In a moment of impulsiveness, Lu Baoyun said, "Of course it's for you sincerely, but why are you still leaving?"

She immediately regretted it as soon as the words left her mouth.

I gave him the painting without any ulterior motive, but by saying that, I confirmed my utilitarianism.

If you accept her gift, you have to fulfill her wishes. This is clearly a transaction laid bare. How can you talk about sincerity?

Only after Lu Yi's figure disappeared into the night did the Lu family begin to recover...