Mr. Luo was originally staring at Ning Zi's photo with red eyes, but he felt Zhizhi's support, and staggered, forcibly retracted his eyes. The old man over 70 was already in tears at this time.

Luo Yuyan had been observing Qingzhi's emotions carefully. At this time, he saw Qingzhi supporting the old man, and a hurriedly asked the servant to take the two of them upstairs.

I was silent all the way, but everyone could not calm down.

"Zhizhi, your mother..."

Qingzhi heard the old man's choking sound, and didn't know what he wanted to ask.

But as soon as these words were said, the old man couldn't walk any step, with a deep pain in his eyes. Finally, he stood at the entrance of the stairs on the second floor and couldn't help crying.

No evidence is needed, nothing is needed. The moment he saw the photo, he knew that it was his daughter.

His daughter can only be seen in the photos.

Qingzhi felt the old man's grief and could hardly help him. At this time, she saw Huo Jiting walking over with long legs and supporting Mr. Luo from the other side.

Huo Jiting frowned and looked at the helpless servant, "Open a guest room on the second floor."

The servant then reacted and hurriedly opened a guest room on the second floor. Qingzhi held the old man and lay on the bed. Because Mr. Luo was still deeply in grief, Qingzhi was held by him and had no choice but to retreat.

I wanted to comfort me, but I didn't know how to comfort me for a while.

He could only put his hand on the old man's generous and hunched back and patted him gently.

When she was in Hong Kong City, she could say any sweet words to coax people when she faced Mr. Luo, but once she knew that Mr. Luo was Lu Qingzhi's biological grandfather and her grandfather, she moved several times.

I moved my lips, but I didn't know how to comfort me.

Huo Jiting withdrew and left the space for the two of them.

The guests downstairs delivered it very quickly.

Although I had eaten such a big melon, everyone pretended to say hello and left as if nothing had happened.

After leaving, in addition to lamenting the one thing that happened today, he lamented more about Lu Qingzhi's identity.

The identity of a young lady of the Lu family and the head of the Lu family is no longer valuable.

Now I find that it is actually a child who has been separated from the Luo family for many years. With Luo Yuyan's approach, it is almost like he is the one who protects Lu Qingzhi in the future, and it is almost like he recognizes this sister and is willing to serve as the backstage for Lu Qingzhi.

Song Yan was the last one to leave, and Luo Yuyan of course noticed his worried gaze and directly found someone to see him off.

Luo Yuyan went upstairs and saw Huo Jiting leaning against the wall and holding the lighter at the door. He pursed his thin lips and looked at Huo Jiting, "When did you know?"

The question was when Huo Jiting knew that Lu Qingzhi was his sister.

The orphanage wanted to ask last time, but Zhizhi's expression was very strange at that time. He originally thought that it would not be difficult to remind Zhizhi. After all, Zhizhi was smart, but he didn't expect that Zhizhi seemed to believe it at all and resisted this point.

He doubted whether Huo Jiting had interfered with it at the time, so he didn't mention this matter much.

"I've guessed it before."

I guessed Luo Yuyan’s attitude towards Zhizhi, so I went to check it out.

"You posted the address of the video between Nathan and Lu Wanwan anonymously?" Luo Yuyan raised his eyelids, with a hint of coldness in his eyes.
Chapter completed!