In any scales that involved Lu Xining, he would always be unconditionally biased towards her.
It was a habit Zhou Jiawang had developed during his school days, and even now it remained unchanged, nor did he wish to change it.
Lu Xining's gaze grew colder when she saw Gou Shanmu appearing here, further confirming her inner suspicions.
Whatever this woman's motives were, they were clearly directed at her.
As for whether her father was involved, that was still to be determined.
Lu Xining could have easily ordered her meal to her room, but by doing so, she wouldn't be able to identify the person behind the scenes right away.
Zhou Jiawang approached her with concern, asking, "Are you alright?"
She replied indifferently, "I'm fine."
Lu Xining gently patted her daughter in her arms, worried she might have been scared, and softly said while kissing her cheek, "My treasure, don't be afraid."
Little Dumpling shook her head, "Mommy, Nuonuo isn't scared."