It was time for dinner. Lu Qinghan’s aunt, Lu Jingrong, was the last to arrive. Seeing that she was alone, Old Master Lu asked with displeasure, “Where’s Siyan?” “He said he was going to a classmate’s birthday party. A girl.” “Oh? Siyan has a girl he likes?” The old master’s frown instantly vanished, replaced by a broad smile. He nodded repeatedly. “He’s not getting any younger. If she’s the one,