Lu Ting Cheng sat up, stealing a glance at his brother, who looked way more remorseful and repentant than he did. he suddenly felt an urge to laugh at how pretentious he was; this guy should have become an actor. His emotions shifted faster than the seconds clock. "We know, Momma, Father. We are sorry."
Lu Zhi Hao gave them a long look before standing up as one of the lawyers approached with a final set of documents. He signed without a word, then handed the folder back. Everything was completed.
Lu Zhi Hao stood, signaling it was time to leave, and he held his wife's shoulders, guiding her out of the private room. As the family walked toward the exit of the legal office, the media were everywhere; reporters swarmed the place. Cameras flashed like a red carpet event to capture the two Young Masters who were rarely seen in the newspapers.
With such heavy flashlights coming from the cameras, they suddenly became some rare found aliens in the museum that was meant for people to admire, take pictures of.
REPORTER 1: "Lu brothers! Were you high-speed racing for fun, or were you trying to prove something? What could be the reasons?"
REPORTER 2: When did you learn how to race? For how long have you been racing? From the video, it shows how perfectly and professionally you raced through the highway."
REPORTER 3: Do you normally race? And are you involved with gun trafficking and drugs?"
REPORTER 4: What do you have to say about the ruling? Is it justifiable?"
REPORTER 5: "Did you bribe the judge? Was this a slap on the wrist because of your father's company?"
REPORTER 6: "Is it true you crashed into a fruit truck and caused a 'banana avalanche'?"
Lu Zi Zhen, who was already in a terrible mood, stopped in his footsteps, flashing a cold grin. He didn't like the way they were interrogating him. "I mean... have you seen a banana avalanche? It's art in itself. What do you even think in that brain of yours?"
Lu Ting Cheng giggled at his brother's antics. He was truly mad, "Next time we will crash into a tofu truck, and make it soft. Don't worry about them."
Their lawyers held their hands and dragged them away before they could say more than what they were supposed to in public. They weren't remorseful at all.
Lu Zi Zhen smirked, glaring at the lawyer, who immediately let go. Lu Ting Cheng was a little bit approachable, but not with Lu Zi Zhen. His cold glare would send you down to your knees unknowingly.
"I don't want to see any images or videos posted on the magazines or in the news! You know what I'm capable of." Lu Zhi Hao gave out those orders, and the social media platforms would have to listen; with such a family, they didn't have the capabilities to go up against them. So, immediately, images and videos that have been circulating on all social media handles began disappearing one by one.
They got into their family van, and it drove out of the parking lot. They had received their IDs and licenses back, but the lawyer had them.
"You two!" She didn't know what to say. It was she who had trained them how to race, but now, they were getting out of hand with this skill.
"When did you guys learn how to race cars?" Lu Zhi Hao actually didn't know they could race; he had seen the video; they were driving through the highway, their driving was stable and calm. The drifting and angle of driving were insane; they were professional and unfazed! This wasn't something that could be achieved in a year or two... That was professionalism.