Lu Jinghan undone the buttons on his shirt with one hand, picked up the dark blue cotton home attire placed on the bed and put it on: "What are you thinking about?"
"I just woke up in a daze and forgot that I was at the old house."
Lu Jinghan dotingly brushed Han Xi’s hanging hair and cuddled her onto the bed: "Silly girl, go to sleep soon."
"Mm, goodnight."
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Early the next morning, Han Xi and Lu Jinghan got up early. After freshening up in the bathroom and changing their clothes, they went downstairs.
Old Sir Lu was already in the hall, his complexion looking slightly better than yesterday: "You two hurry and go eat, the kitchen has already prepared breakfast."
"Grandpa, is your health better?" Han Xi asked worriedly.
"Good child, Grandpa is much better now."
"Have you had breakfast?" Lu Jinghan asked Old Sir Lu.
"You eat, I can’t eat anything."
Lu Jinghan frowned and helped the old man up from the chair: "Doctor Liu will come later to give you an IV drip. How can you not eat?"
Han Xi and Lu Jinghan supported the old man to the dining room, completely ignoring Ji Qing and the others as if they were air.
The nutritionist placed the prepared breakfast on the dining table: "Madam, these are wontons Aunt Shen personally made this morning. She said you might like them."
Han Xi nodded, knowing that Shen Qiong genuinely treated her and Song Yan well, as if they were her own children.
Lu Jinghan served a bowl of wontons in front of Old Sir Lu: "Grandpa, try it and see how it tastes?"
"Alright, I’ll taste it. You two should eat quickly too."
Han Xi picked up chopsticks and put a wonton in her mouth, suddenly feeling a taste of her mother, remembering how Wen Qin often made wontons for her and Han Siyu at home, and the taste was similar.
After finishing breakfast, Han Xi assisted Old Sir Lu back to the room for an IV drip. In the hall, people came and went to offer condolences, but Lu Jinghan never appeared in the hall.
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After a few days, Lu Qing An’s funeral was finally dealt with, and Old Sir Lu’s health was gradually recovering.
After lunch, Ji Qing went to the living room and couldn’t hold back from speaking to Old Sir Lu: "Dad, when will you let Jingchen and Jing Wei start working at the Lu family company?"
Old Sir Lu put down the teapot: "The two of them can start working tomorrow. Jingchen can start in sales, and Jing Wei can be an assistant to Jing Han."
"Dad, how can you arrange such positions for them? They are members of the Lu Family."
Ji Qing never calculated all this would be the result; she originally thought they’d at least hold a position similar to Lu Qing An’s, like a deputy general manager.
Old Sir Lu was not muddled; he knew the capability of these two children, so he could not place them in very important positions to avoid affecting Lu Jinghan’s work.
"Let them train for a while first. With no work experience, do they expect to be a vice president?"
Ji Qing dared not confront Old Sir Lu head-on now, so she could only endure the discomfort and nod in agreement.
Lu Jinghan held Han Xi’s hand sitting on the sofa, gently rubbing her hand back with his fingertips: "Grandpa, Xiao Xi and I won’t stay here tonight. If you want to be with us, you can move to my place."
Old Sir Lu’s health had greatly improved now; Lu Jinghan needed to return to the company for work, and he wasn’t comfortable leaving Han Xi here alone.
"I’ve gotten used to living here; you two just come back often to see me."