Thus, imperceptibly, in Lu Tong's heart, protecting Xiao'ai and safeguarding his little sister became one of the most important beliefs of his life.
At this moment, the nine-year-old Lu Tong, taking care of his younger sister, still felt somewhat awkward and anxious.
Which was quite different from the top-ranked sister-controlling CEO Lu who, years later, would dominate the business world with his ruthless tactics.
And many years later, the great master Ji, a super wife-slave, would hate no one more than that Lu bastard who would freaking compete with him for his wife's attention every day.
He extinguished the last breath of the kitchen fire.
Dinner was set on the table, and the three sweating children who had been playing outside had also returned.
The Tang Family had many secrets, some could be spoken of, and some would forever remain asleep.
As the three entered the house, Lu Tong, walking at the back, habitually bolted the door.
