Jiang Nanshu leaned listlessly against the car seat.
The Lu Family’s old house was somewhat quaint.
Ever since Old Sir Lu had given Half Mountain Villa to Lu Qingyan, he had moved here to retire.
Sick Father Lu also dared not mess around outside anymore, instead, he became addicted to gambling, playing with the former executives he was close to.
No one in the family took care of him, as long as Father Lu didn’t touch the family’s money. Even if he lost all his own money, Old Sir Lu wouldn’t say a word.
Lu Mother had long been disillusioned and cold toward Father Lu, keeping her distance widening more and more so, if not for Father Lu’s indiscretions outside, she wouldn’t have contracted a gynecological disease.
Though she was better off than him, it still troubled Lu Mother deeply, added to by the constant irritation from those around her, causing her to be sullen and unhappy every day.
This state continued until Lu Qingyan walked in holding Jiang Nanshu’s hand.
Lu Mother exploded at the sight, “Who allowed her into my house? Get her out, we don’t welcome her here.”
Lu Qingyan acted as if he hadn’t heard and did not even glance at Lu Mother, guiding Jiang Nanshu to sit, “It’s a bit noisy at home, just ignore it.”
Father Lu scoffed coldly at Lu Mother, “You’re miserable and won’t allow others to be happy, how selfish can you be.”
Although Father Lu didn’t like his own son, he wouldn’t interfere with his affairs. Perhaps after falling ill, he had come to realize that he still needed money from his son to live, hence he hadn’t been loitering around Lu Qingyan in recent years.
Lu Mother slammed the table, twisted with hatred inside, “You’ve ruined my whole life, and you still call me selfish. If it wasn’t for you, how would I have ended up like this?”
Father Lu seemed to think of something but ultimately said nothing, just waved his hand, “Unreasonable, I can’t be bothered to talk to you.”
“Oh, what’s all this arguing about?”
A mocking male voice came from the doorway.
Everyone turned their heads.
It was Liang Ciqiu.
His handsome face was adorned with a playful smile, “Seems like I’ve come back at an inopportune time.”
Lu Qingyan ignored him and set cutlery in front of Jiang Nanshu.
Father Lu calmed his anger, nodding at Liang Ciqiu, “You’re here.”
Liang Ciqiu smiled at Father Lu, “Father.”
Lu Mother scoffed coldly.
Old Sir Lu, seeing the messy family atmosphere, felt a headache coming on, “Now that everyone’s here, let’s start dinner. I mainly called you here due to Ah Yan’s marriage. He and Nannan have already registered; it wouldn’t be right not to hold a wedding. We must arrange it, and invite people from various sectors to attend.”
“And Shi Yu, after all these years, you’ve never got along well with Ah Yan. Now that Ah Yan is married, whether you accept it or not doesn’t matter, it also won’t change anything due to your disagreement.”
Lu Mother was silent.
Old Sir Lu then turned his gaze to Father Lu, “Ah Yan is also your son. You’ve never treated him well since he was a child, not even held him once. You’ve been negligent as a father. At your age, you should know better, I don’t want to see you arguing with Shi Yu anymore, it’s really tiring.”
Father Lu’s face flushed in embarrassment, being scolded at his age indeed made him feel humiliated.
“As for Ci Qiu… though you are an illegitimate child, the Lu family has not treated you poorly. Ah Yan has never targeted you, if you can get along well with Ah Yan, stay in the Lu family. If not, I’ll give you a small company to manage outside.”
Liang Ciqiu sipped from his cup, laughing, “Grandfather is right, I wouldn’t dare to resent my brother, I promise not to vie for his company, preventing sibling rivalry for outsiders to laugh at.”
He shifted his gaze towards Jiang Nanshu, a sly smile curling upon his lips, his eyes gleaming darkly, “Congratulations, you’re getting a wedding.”