After Lu Mian came in, Fu Yu was the first to greet her.
"Mianmian, come over and sit down."
"Uncle." Lu Mian glanced at the empty seat beside Fu Yu, nodded, and obediently sat down. After sitting, everyone waited for her to exchange pleasantries, but they soon realized she lazily crossed her legs, leaned back, and started playing with her phone.
From beginning to end, she showed no intention of greeting Fu Man or Lu Zhizhai. It was even less likely that she would acknowledge Lu Xinnuan or the random people she brought along.
The young women exchanged glances, one after another.
Lu Mian not greeting them was normal—after all, she was the big shot. But what was odd was that she didn't even bother with her own parents.
Her attitude toward her uncle was completely different from her attitude toward her parents and sister.
The girls sensed the strange atmosphere. Lu Xinnuan and Fu Man, in particular, felt awkward, as if they'd lost face.