Chapter 1023: Love Without Moral Principles
Old Master Lu’s face was dark with rage, and his outstretched hand was trembling. Clearly, he had hit the ceiling this time. Normally, he would have sent every object within an arm’s reach flying, but it was his silence that scared the security officer. He was afraid that the old man would have a heart attack.
Luckily, Old Master Lu calmed down soon after Lu Qin left. Even so, he was implacable and unapproachable, like a silent lion.
Despite all that, his strong heart continued beating without a problem.
The security officer wanted to say something, but Old Master Lu forestalled him with a light wave that indicated he wanted some time alone.
Lu Qin went out of the house all gloomy and sullen. Suddenly, he curled his lips.
“You are bound to die someday. Do you really plan to give everything to Lu Yi?! What about me, then? I am your grandson, Lu Yuanyang! You look down on me, don’t you? So be it! Just watch as I make both the Lu Family and the Ye Family mine!”
He sneered, then swiveled and left. He didn’t know there was someone behind him, tailing him and listening in on his musings.
Lu Qin suddenly turned around. He felt as though he was being followed.
But he found nothing, just like the previous times when he turned around.
Only a guilty person sees shadows in everything. That’s what they all say,
anyway.
Was he overthinking?
He turned around again, but less alarmed this time, having brushed his suspicions off as overthinking. That was until he felt something tightening around his neck.
“Wha-?” he reached for his neck and turned around. There was a woman wearing a face mask behind him. Her eyes were red like a ghoul and rife with hatred, eyes that he would remember for the rest of his life.
Ghosts are the products of over-suspicion. There are no ghosts in this world. But if that was the case, was this woman a human, or a ghost?
He passed out before he could answer that in his head.
No one noticed as the skinny woman hauled the unconscious man off. No one could say where she got the strength from. His shoes left a long trail in the ground. A single button fell to the ground, lonely and abandoned.
Xiao Guang was sitting in Lu Yi’s arms, drinking from a baby bottle obediently.
The door opened. He Yibin walked in with a pile of health reports. He hunkered down and rubbed Xiao Guang’s head. “Relax. The little fella’s very healthy. He was shocked, that’s all. Kids don’t react well to shock. Just be more careful in the future. He’ll forget it soon enough.”
He set the health reports aside.
“So,” he stood up and sat down across Lu Yi. “What are you going to do about Sun Yuhan?”
It wasn’t an easy choice for Lu Yi. He was dealing with Ye Jianguo’s reunited granddaughter here. The old man cherished her more than his own life, and even cut away half of Ye Xinyu’s inheritance for her. Ye Xinyu didn’t feel like he got robbed, however. According to him, those didn’t belong to him anyway. He had his own hands and legs and brain, and he wanted to be a self-made man, not someone who leeches off the Ye Family. Perhaps the only way he could do that is by prostituting himself, thought He Yibin.
He had such a pretty face, after all.
Then again, it wasn’t as pretty as Little Xunxun. Once Little Xunxun grows up, the Lu Estate’s threshold would break from the trampling of her flocks of admirers.
Lu Yi took the empty bottle from Xiao Guang. Xiao Guang smacked his lips and used his father’s sleeves to wipe his mouth, then leaned against his father’s elbow. His large, dark eyes were tilted to one side, looking at whatever caught his interest. He looked a little more spirited after eating.
All of the children’s eyes resembled Yan Huan, to be sure.
“I’ll sue her,” said Lu Yi casually. There wasn’t a person in this world that could enjoy impunity after putting his children in harm’s way. She had clearly broken the law by driving on a car-free road. If she had knocked down Xiao Guang, there wouldn’t even be any purpose in pursuing legal actions.
The three children were Yan Huan’s last gift, his closest kin. He wouldn’t let anything happen to any of them. Back then, He Yibin had advised Yan Huan to keep only one child, but she put her life on the line and gave birth to all three. These children were her blood and flesh. He wouldn’t let any of them die.
“I don’t think it’s going to be that easy,” He Yibin shook his head. “Your grandfather…”
Ye Jianguo used to be a reasonable man; but that was before Sun Yuhan came into the picture. Nowadays, he was always unreasonable regarding any matters that concerned her. On the other hand, Old Master Lu might be grumpy, but he had no problems telling right from wrong.
But who could blame the old man?
He had been searching for his lost daughter for his entire life. Now that he found her daughter, who could blame him for wanting to make amends?
That being said, even if he was acting for the sake of his granddaughter, it wasn’t right for him to act without moral principles.
The Ye Family had bullied Yan Huan, and now they expect Lu Yi to put up with them too.
But Lu Yi had had enough.
Xiao Guang was asleep when Lu Yi carried him upstairs. He was just a child that was no older than Xunxun. He might be a little bigger, but don’t expect him to understand everything. In truth, he was just a small child.
“How is he?” asked Ye Shuyun as she carefully took him from his arms.
She felt his forehead. His temperature was normal. Xiao Guang was sound asleep. He stirred when Ye Shuyun touched him, but dozed back off after identifying her.
“He’s fine. Some scrapes and cuts here and there, but nothing serious.”
Lu Yi lifted his son’s little elbow. A plaster had been slapped onto his pudgy elbow. His face was a little red and swollen, but it wasn’t anything serious. There was some blood on him, but it wasn’t his. It must have belonged to the person who saved him.