Chapter 640 - 407: Sister Qing the Agent’s Shock, Lu Xiaoying Welcomes at the Airport!_3

Chapter 640: Chapter 407: Sister Qing the Agent’s Shock, Lu Xiaoying Welcomes at the Airport!_3

She couldn’t hold back any longer, like a joyful little bird, let out a light cry and hurriedly ran forward.

Completely ignoring the reminder look from her agent, Sister Qing, who was trying to maintain her image.

Seeing Lu Xiaoying coming excitedly, a gentle smile slowly appeared on Lu Xuan’s usually serene face.

Lu Xiaoying darted forward in excitement but did not recklessly charge forward like when she was a child.

She tried her best to restrain the wild joy in her heart, her movements becoming unusually gentle, and reached out with both hands.

Carefully holding Lu Xuan’s right arm, as if cradling an invaluable treasure.

"Grandpa, was it tiring to fly?"

Lu Xiaoying’s voice was filled with concern, supporting Lu Xuan’s arm, as she carefully reminded, "Let me support you, Xiaoying. The ground is slippery, walk slowly..."

She looked up at her grandpa’s face, full of the ravages of time, yet still vibrant.

Suddenly she clearly realized that her grandpa, who stood like a towering pillar in her heart, was actually over ninety years old.

This awareness turned all of Lu Xiaoying’s excitement into meticulous care.

Wanting to be close, yet fearing that any slightly larger movement might startle, or even harm, her elderly grandpa.

Lu Xiaoying carefully supported Lu Xuan’s arm, chattering away like a happy little bird.

But soon, as if she suddenly discovered something, her steps paused slightly, and she exclaimed with a puzzled "Huh?"

"Something’s not right, Grandpa," she turned her head, confusion and a touch of dissatisfaction filled her clear eyes.

"Did you come to the Capital alone? Sister Wen, Brother Ming, Brother Qing, Brother Hai... why didn’t they accompany you?"

Lu Xiaoying counted on her fingers, naming those cousins, becoming more and more indignant as she spoke.

Thinking of Grandpa’s advanced age, those brothers and sisters, especially her own father Lu Yulong, being so "negligent," made her angrily furious.

Even with a mask on, one could imagine Lu Xiaoying’s little face puffed up with anger.

"This is outrageous! And Dad is something else too!" she couldn’t help but complain.

"Grandpa, at your age, how could they be so at ease letting you travel alone? I’m just so angry!"

In a previous call between Lu Xiaoying and her father Lu Yulong, he had simply glossed over it, using the excuse of "coming to see old friends."

All the while, Sister Qing, who had been standing aside, felt a tumult in her heart from the moment Lu Xuan appeared.

It was an indescribable feeling.

She had been in the industry for years, having met many truly powerful individuals.

Wealthy magnates and influential figures who were either imposing or distinguished.

But the elderly man in the black Zhongshan suit before her evoked a completely different sensation.

It was not a deliberately flaunted power, but an inherent, natural dignity emanating from his very being.

As if his mere presence embodied order and strength, inspiring an involuntary awe from the depths of one’s heart.

"Such an imposing aura..." Sister Qing silently marveled in her heart.

She had long known that Lu Xiaoying’s family was extraordinary and that she was truly a pampered beauty.

But it wasn’t until she saw Lu Xuan in person that she suddenly realized how limited and superficial her previous imaginings had been.

This kind of aura, as if able to command the heavens and earth, could not possibly exist in an ordinary wealthy elderly man.

The depth of the Lu Family’s heritage was likely unfathomable.

Gathering her thoughts, Sister Qing immediately stepped forward, adopting a very humble demeanor.

Usually capable in various social situations, she inexplicably felt a sense of restraint, and even her speech carried a few unconscious notes of respect.

"Hello, Mr. Lu, I’m Xiaoying’s manager, and also in charge of her daily affairs. You can call me Xiao Qing."

As she spoke, she even unconsciously bent slightly, performing a respectful greeting to show her sincere respect.

Lu Xuan looked at her with a calm gaze, a faint smile on his face, neither showing arrogance because of her respect nor any disdain due to her status.

He extended his hand to gently shake hers, his demeanor composed and gentle.

"Thank you for your hard work."