Lu Youze did not chase after them. He understood the principle of “haste makes waste,” and he knew that since the method of “recruitment” was feasible, it had to be put into practice.

That night, Lu Youze thought about it almost all night, coming up with at least three or four plans. In the end, he decided to go with the most cliché one.

He would exchange sincerity for sincerity.

The next morning, when Qiao Ma knocked on the door and saw Lu Youze with a pair of big dark circles under his eyes, she was startled.

“Young… Young Master, did you not sleep well last night?” Qiao Ma asked with concern. Then, as if thinking of something, she glanced around and lowered her voice, “Is it because of Second Young Master? Young Master, I want to tell you, Second Young Master wasn’t like this before, it’s all because of that…”

Halfway through her words, Qiao Ma quickly shut up, then changed the subject, “Young Master, Second Young Master is in the dining room with the Old Master, you should hurry over.”

“I know,” Lu Youze smiled faintly, “Thank you for coming to call me, I’ll wash up and be right there.”

“I’ll go ahead and let the Old Master know.” After saying that, Qiao Ma left.

After closing the door, Lu Youze hummed a tune and walked into the bathroom. He seemed to be in a good mood. In fact, he was quite afraid that when he woke up, Lu Youxi would have disappeared. With the Lu family’s attitude towards Lu Youxi, they would never tell him where Lu Youxi went. As long as Lu Youxi didn’t leave, it would be easy. His enthusiasm was like fire, and he didn’t believe that he couldn’t melt the ice mountain that was Lu Youxi.

After washing up, Lu Youze rushed to the dining room as quickly as possible.

“Father, Youxi, sorry I’m late.” Lu Youze sat down at his seat, smiling and greeting the other two people at the table. He appeared to be a sunny, cheerful young man, the complete opposite of the cold, aloof person in the original story.

After all, he’d lost his memory, and it seemed that everyone preferred his current personality. He couldn’t be bothered to pretend anymore, and it was easier to interact with them as his true self.

After all, these were family members, and they’d be spending a lot of time together in the future. Pretending all the time would be too tiring.

Upon seeing Lu Youze, Lu Lihai’s unpleasant expression finally softened. He nodded at Lu Youze and then continued eating breakfast, still keeping his head down.

Lu Youxi’s icy expression twitched. Though he had already heard about it before coming, he was still startled by this version of Lu Youze.

When Lu Youze sat down, he keenly felt the strange atmosphere at the table.

Lu Bo, who was standing beside them, also let out a sigh of relief when he saw him.

Lu Youze observed the two of them without showing any emotion, thinking to himself that the family would probably fall apart without him.

Was this the purpose of his transmigration?

“Father, the game yesterday—the one I couldn’t figure out how to solve, I thought about it for a long time after returning home, and I finally came up with a way to solve it.”

“Oh?” Lu Lihai raised his eyebrows and looked at his eldest son with interest. “You figured it out? Stop bragging.”

“I’m not bragging,” Lu Youze laughed confidently, looking like a silly son eager to show off in front of his father. He was still very confident in his chess skills. After all, he was a former chess champion who was distracted by acting. Yesterday, he had intentionally let the Old Master win to make him happy. “After breakfast, let’s play another three hundred rounds, and this time, I’ll definitely win.”

“Heh, dream on. You still have a few hundred years to go before you can beat me,” Lu Lihai said, his serious face showing a faint smile.

“Whether I’m dreaming or not, father and son will soon find out through a real battle.”

“Then hurry up and eat.”

Lu Youxi dropped his fork in shock. Though he now felt like an outsider sitting at the table, what scared him even more was that his father and elder brother were chatting and laughing happily at the same table, like a harmonious family. This was a scene he hadn’t seen since Yu Li appeared.

Now that he had cheered up the elder one, it was time to cheer up the younger one. Looking at Lu Youxi’s cold expression, Lu Youze sighed inwardly. It seemed that the younger one would be harder to deal with than he thought.

“Youxi, eat more,” Lu Youze kept putting delicious and nutritious food onto Lu Youxi’s plate. “Look at you, you’re so thin. You need to eat more.”

This time, both Lu Bo and Qiao Ma were shocked. They looked at Lu Youze, who appeared to be the perfect older brother, in disbelief. The Young Master actually served food to the Second Young Master? This hadn’t happened in a long time, and they thought they would never see this scene again in their lives.

Qiao Ma took a step back and quietly started wiping away tears. Although she felt a little guilty towards the eldest son, she thought it was probably better for him to never remember the past.

Lu Lihai’s eyes flickered. Looking at his two sons, he suddenly felt a blur in his vision, as if he had gone back to a time long ago when things were… ah, Lu Lihai shook his head and averted his gaze. Why was he thinking of the past so much recently? Was it because he was really getting old?

“I don’t like these,” Lu Youxi, unmoved by Lu Youze’s friendly gesture, pushed the already piled-up plate away and stood up to leave. “I’m full.”

“Youxi,” Lu Youze would never let him leave so easily. Even though his younger brother was cold and aloof, just looking at his face made him want to eat several bowls of rice. Plus, he hadn’t even started his approach yet, and his favorability hadn’t increased. Lu Youze glanced at the plate in front of Lu Youxi, frowning. He had barely eaten any of it. How could he be full?

“Let go.” The heat from Lu Youze’s hand startled Lu Youxi. He shook off his older brother’s hand with force, his face even darker than before.

Lu Youze was not intimidated by the freezing glare. He shamelessly leaned in again. “Youxi, you don’t like this? Then what do you like? I’ll ask Qiao Ma to make it for you.”

Lu Youxi looked at Lu Youze, staring at his ingratiating smile. For some reason, he felt extremely displeased. It was as if something came to mind, and a mischievous smile appeared on his cold face.

Lu Youze, being highly perceptive, immediately understood. It seemed that his younger brother wanted to give him a “warning.” What could he do? He could only face it head-on.

“Didn’t you just ask me what I want to eat?” Lu Youxi looked at Lu Youze, his smile deepening. “I want to eat what you personally make.”

“Youxi, don’t go too far,” Lu Youze hadn’t even spoken when Lu Lihai stood up. He seemed angry at his younger son’s unreasonable behavior. “You know your brother has never even entered the kitchen.”

“Father, I haven’t even done anything to him, and you’re already sympathizing with him?” Lu Youxi’s smile faded as he looked at Lu Lihai, his eyes unreadable. “You heard him, he volunteered for it, I didn’t force him.”

Lu Youxi’s tone suddenly became a bit mocking. “Some people should think carefully before making promises. If you can’t do it, don’t promise it.”

It seemed like he was hinting at something. Did the original Lu Youze promise something to Lu Youxi but never follow through? Seeing the tense father-son duo, Lu Youze awkwardly smiled. But it seemed like he had caught a clue. As long as he knew what that “promise” was, his approach would become much easier.

Probably because the original Lu Youze was a young master who never lifted a finger, both Lu Lihai and Lu Youxi thought it was a hassle to ask him to cook. Lu Youze, looking at the father and son in a standoff, really didn’t know how to explain that he was actually quite good at cooking.

“Youxi, what do you want to eat? I’ll make it for you.”