Lu Jinghan walked into the living room with his hands in his pockets, his deep voice laced with anger: "Bring Lin Weiyang and Lin Dongyang here to me."
"Okay, Mr. Lu, please wait a moment."
The nanny was so frightened by Lu Jinghan’s piercingly cold aura that she didn’t dare to breathe deeply and quickly went upstairs to call them.
In the bedroom, Lin Weiyang, who had just finished bathing and was about to rest, heard that Lu Jinghan had arrived, and her sleepiness vanished instantly. She purposely selected a somewhat sexy nightgown from the closet, put on makeup, and then went downstairs.
"Jinghan, are you here to see me?"
Lin Weiyang sat down next to Lu Jinghan in a soft voice, her hand naturally slipping around his arm.
Lu Jinghan turned his head, his gaze eerie like a Rakshasa from Hell: "Remove your hand."
"Jinghan, can’t you be a bit gentle with me?"
Moist mist surfaced in Lin Weiyang’s dark pupils as she raised her hand to encircle Lu Jinghan’s neck, with a choked voice tinged with seductiveness: "I just want to be your woman. Can you fulfill my wish?"
Lu Jinghan’s bloodthirsty eyes were filled with anger, he tore away Lin Weiyang’s arms and viciously gripped her neck: "You keep provoking Han Xi time and again. Do you truly think I wouldn’t dare to kill you, huh?"
Lu Jinghan exerted force with his hands, his thin lips pressed tightly together along with the tense contour of his profile.
Lin Weiyang’s face turned red due to lack of oxygen, she desperately pried at Lu Jinghan’s big hand, feeling almost unable to breathe.
Upon seeing this shocking scene from the top of the stairs, Lin Dongyang rushed over angrily: "Lu Jinghan, what exactly are you doing? Let go of her now."
Lu Jinghan released his grip, leaned over to the coffee table, and pulled out a few pieces of paper to wipe his hands, as if he had just touched something dirty.
Lin Weiyang coughed violently, clutching her neck that had been reddened from the choke, she was nearly strangled a moment ago.
Lu Jinghan crossed his legs and sat on the sofa, fiddling with a cigarette box in his hands: "Lin Weiyang, I’m giving you two choices: either leave An City and never come back, or the Lin Family goes bankrupt."
Lin Dongyang, completely bewildered, looked at Lu Jinghan with a puzzled expression: "Jinghan, why on earth would you want Weiyang to leave?"
Lu Jinghan leisurely took a cigarette from the box and lit it, the scarlet glow flickering between his fingertips.
"I’ve said before Han Xi is my wife, and I won’t allow anyone to bully her in the slightest. Lin Weiyang, it seems you’ve taken my words as nothing."
"In what way am I inferior to Han Xi? I just want to be Mrs. Lu, be with you, I’m not wrong, I’m not wrong...."
Lin Weiyang retorted hysterically, as if going mad.
"So, you mean you don’t want to leave An City, right?"
Lu Jinghan’s low voice carried a bone-chilling coldness that penetrated to the marrow, making one shiver uncontrollably.
"Lu Jinghan, you’re ungrateful, have you forgotten how my mother died? For the sake of a woman, you’re being so aggressive. I’m not leaving. I’m staying in An City and going nowhere."
"Very well, then you can await the bankruptcy of the Lin Family and losing everything."
Finally, Lin Dongyang realized what was going on; he looked at Lu Jinghan and said with a pleading tone: "Jinghan, Weiyang is just being immature. Please don’t bother with her, I’ll manage her properly and won’t let her cause trouble everywhere. So, please don’t make things difficult for the Lin Family."
Lu Jinghan took a puff of his cigarette, a frost-like smile subtly lingering at the corner of his mouth: "Is it possible that I wasn’t clear enough?"