After Lu Tingshen worried, he felt that he was indeed overthinking it.
He was so much like an elder relative.
It felt like worrying about a daughter who went out to play.
Until eight-thirty in the evening, when Lu Tingshen went downstairs to throw away the trash, he saw a flashy sports car parked downstairs and then saw a blonde, blue-eyed man get out.
If it were just like that, he naturally wouldn't care.
But the main thing was, the girl getting out of the passenger seat was Huo Chengying.
Coincidentally, Huo Chengying also saw Lu Tingshen and greeted him.
"Uncle, why did you come down?"
"Throwing out the trash." Lu Tingshen couldn't quite describe how he felt, but anyway, he felt a little uncomfortable.
"Great, let's go up together!" Huo Chengying ran over to him, waved to the man over there, "Bye Simon!"
"Aren't you going to introduce me?" Simon asked in somewhat imperfect Mandarin.
