Successor

The moment she heard these words, Lu Xiaoqiao was stunned. She looked at Lu Zhou with a blank face.

"I… Wait a minute, I don't quite understand what you mean. You mean… my grandfather's father is yours and Xiao Tong's son?"

When Lu Xiaoqiao spoke the second half of her sentence, she herself felt that it was ridiculous, and her voice weakened subconsciously.

However, even so, Lu Zhou heard what she said. He nearly choked to death on his own spit, and he coughed several times before speaking.

"Your ancestors are rolling in the grave right now…"

Lu Xiaoqiao smiled with a slightly embarrassed expression as she apologized in a quiet voice.

"Sorry."

"It's fine." Lu Zhou sighed and continued after being silent for a while, "Actually, you should be my great-great-granddaughter. I should have told you immediately after discovering the truth, but at the time I wasn't prepared… I should be the one apologizing."