Upon noticing the gaze of the Lu Tianjun brothers and especially Lu Tianzhi, seeing Lu Tianzhi's small hand tugging at Feng Qingxue's sleeve, Feng Qingyun, who had accompanied them, instantly became alert. She quickly snuggled into Feng Qingxue's embrace, wrapping her arms around her neck.
Her sister belonged to her, and no one else could take her away!
Feng Qingxue, amused, pat her little head, pulled off her arms, placed her on her lap, and then said to Father Lu, "Uncle Lu, time is pressing. Wear the clothes I've brought today first, and tomorrow I'll send over some replacements. I'll take away the old clothes you change out of, wash them clean, add new linings, make the large ones smaller. They'll fit better than new ones when worn."
"My girl, you've worked hard." Father Lu didn't know what to say. His only thought was that Lu Jiang was very fortunate to be marrying such a wife. Their luck must be the result of blessings and good merit.