Lu Jinghan and Housekeeper Li left the hall together, and from a distance, they could hear Ji Qing and her sons loudly arguing at the entrance.
"You’ve already been kicked out of the Lu Family, how do you still have the nerve to come back?"
Lu Jinghan leisurely took a cigarette box from his pants pocket, pulled out a cigarette and held it between his lips, the flame from the lighter reflecting his cold, icy face.
"It’s Grandpa’s birthday today, we’ve come back with filial piety to celebrate his longevity. On what grounds are you blocking us from going in?"
Lu Jingchen pointed angrily at Lu Jinghan, burning with frustration and having nowhere to release it.
"Short on money?" Lu Jinghan mercilessly exposed their scheme: "Did Wang Ke, that fool, get drained dry so quickly?"
Not mentioning Wang Ke was fine, but as soon as he was mentioned, Lu Jingwei felt a surge of anger. She had thought that once she got the marriage certificate, she could live the lavish lifestyle she had before with the Lu Family, but didn’t expect that the old man had already made a will, leaving none of his wealth to her.
"Big brother, for the sake of our thoughts for Grandpa, please open the door. I promise we’ll leave as soon as the banquet is over."
Lu Jinghan flicked the ash from his cigarette to the ground, the wind blowing the ashes away into the air.
"I can’t bear to be called ’big brother’. There’s two lives between us."
"Big brother, I beg you to let us in to see Grandpa. No matter what, we all carry the Lu Family blood. No matter how many wrongs there were, my dad’s been punished."
Lu Jingwei pleaded tearfully, with a helpless and vulnerable appearance as if she was greatly wronged.
Lu Jinghan exhaled a puff of smoke, through the thin haze, his ice-cold and unfathomable eyes seemed to contain ice spikes that could pierce through a person’s shell and flow through their blood.
Ji Qing stepped forward a few steps, her mature and attractive face still holding a kind smile: "Jinghan, give your aunt a bit of respect, after all it’s the old man’s birthday, let’s have a lively family celebration and then we’ll leave."
"Your respect? Ji Qing, you overestimate yourself."
Ji Qing pointed at Lu Jinghan with a sinister expression, raising her voice sharply: "Lu Jinghan, I’ve lowered myself to speak to you nicely, don’t be ungrateful. Today all of An City’s upper-class people are here. If things get out of hand, what good would it do for you? I’m determined to enter the Lu Mansion today."
"What’s your status? Just someone who got kicked out of the old mansion by Grandpa, how dare you come here and make a scene with my husband? Aren’t you ashamed?"
Han Xi, worried about Lu Jinghan’s prolonged absence, came out to have a look.
"Put on your coat, don’t catch cold."
Han Xi draped the wool coat she was holding over Lu Jinghan, raising a hand to smooth his wind-tousled long hair: "You won’t enter this mansion today; even if things get out of hand, you’re still a murderer."
"Han Xi, you vile woman, you just want to swallow the Lu Family’s assets alone!"
Lu Jingchen frantically grabbed the iron gate, eager to tear Han Xi apart. Content orıginally comes from 𝙣𝙤𝙫𝙚𝙡•𝙛𝙞𝙧𝙚•𝙣𝙚𝙩
"Just go back already, don’t be like a stray dog biting whoever it sees."
Lu Jinghan watched Han Xi "contend" with them one against three and suddenly felt that his little wife had considerable fighting spirit.
In the cold wind, Han Xi shivered, though she had put on a coat when she came out, her lower body was only covered by a thin gauze skirt.