Seeing Lu Tianxing enjoying his meal, a bright smile appeared on the old man's face, but he didn't eat himself and kept his eyes on Lu Tianxing the entire time.
Meanwhile, Bai Zhiqing and Lin Qianru only ate a little, just enough to fill their stomachs, and stopped eating. It's not that they didn't want to eat, but rather the atmosphere at the table was somewhat strange.
When Lu Tianxing drank down the last bowl of porridge, the old man finally came to his senses. Looking at Lu Tianxing, he spoke softly, "Tianxing, you must have a lot of questions in your heart now!"
"Yes."
Lu Tianxing nodded slightly at the old man's words and said, "Elder Jiang…"
Before Lu Tianxing could finish speaking, the old man, as if knowing what he wanted to say, interrupted, "You want to ask me why I sent Cangwu to Beijing to help you, why Cangwu calls you young master, and whether the rumors about your mother being my adoptive daughter are true, right?"
