Lu Wenmei's expression stiffened for a moment, but she quickly recovered and said with a smile, "Lu Ling is related to you by blood, after all. That's better than letting an outsider benefit."
"There's no need. Aunt, you should take him back. I don't want to raise someone else's child," Lu Mingyu refused.
Lu Wenmei immediately grew anxious, her tone becoming much heavier. "I'm doing this for your own good. What do you mean, someone else? If you adopt Lu Ling, he'll be your son from then on. In the future, he can help you manage Lu Group and see to your care in old age and your funeral after death."
"There's no need," Lu Mingyu repeated coolly.
Lu Wenmei's voice abruptly rose. "No need? Then what do you want? Are you going to let Lu Group fall into someone else's hands?!"
"What does that have to do with you?" Lu Mingyu asked.
Lu Wenmei choked on her words. Lu Group had truly been built up from Lu Zhengyao's hands, so it had nothing to do with them.
Old Madam Lu had considered their family ties and arranged jobs for them, but she had not concerned herself with anything more.
Those lacking ability had been assigned clerical positions.
Lu Wenmei believed her son was highly capable and could become the general manager. She had even made a huge scene over it.
The final result was a complete break with the Lu family. After her son left Lu Group, he spent his days muddling through life.
Now she had the nerve to come knocking, all because she coveted the Lu family's wealth.
Yet she made it sound so righteous.
Remembering why she had come, Lu Wenmei softened her tone. "Mingyu, you're with a man. You're destined not to have children. Lu