"Well, okay then," Lu Yinfeng had no objections.
She knew that Mo Nanze had long harbored the idea of stepping back, finding everything too troublesome.
The children had grown up and would naturally have their own thoughts and choices.
All she and Mo Nanze could do was to offer advice.
Lu Yinfeng looked at Mo Nanze's profile, still so impeccably sculpted, though his skin had slackened a bit.
After all, he was in his fifties; one couldn't be too demanding. He was still a charming, handsome older man, always attracting the younger crowd.
Under the table, Mo Nanze quietly took Lu Yinfeng's hand.
Lu Yinfeng blushed slightly and asked annoyedly, "What are you doing?"
"You've been staring at me..." he teased with a slight lift of his eyebrows, then held his tongue.
Lu Yinfeng touched her forehead, lowering her voice, "You're so improper."
She certainly wasn't in that sort of mood now.
Lu Yinfeng looked up to see her two well-behaved daughters across from her, but Mo Zhi...