Jiang Nanshu’s actions caught everyone off guard.
After beating Liang Ciqiu, Jiang Nanshu quickly ran back to Lu Qingyan’s side and took his hand: “Darling, let’s not argue with this lunatic. He’s not even worth a finger of yours.”
Lu Qingyan’s previously cold and dangerous gaze softened again. He nodded to Jiang Nanshu: “Okay.”
Jiang Nanshu took his hand and led him away, saying, “Let’s go home.”
Lu Qingyan glanced back at the disheveled Liang Ciqiu, his mood visibly pleased.
Liang Ciqiu reached up and touched his numb cheek, a flash of resentment in his eyes.
Surprisingly, this did not anger Lu Qingyan. Moreover, Jiang Nanshu, who was usually indifferent to everything, protected Lu Qingyan for the first time, which was something he had not expected.
He stood up and kicked the chair aside. The noise was so loud that the servants dared not approach.
Glancing at Lu’s mother, who remained silent not far away, Liang Ciqiu’s smile returned.
“Mother, don’t you feel sad to see that Lu Qingyan has someone to protect him and doesn’t need you anymore? He has someone to love him now and doesn’t rely on you anymore. What will you do when you get old?”
Lu’s mother clenched her hands at her sides.
Hearing Liang Ciqiu’s words reminded her of Lu Qingyan when he was little.
Back then, he was just beginning to understand things. He looked up at her with his little face, called her ‘Mommy’ in a childish voice, and then pulled her outside.
The difference in Lu’s father’s attitude toward her before and after marriage made her prone to overthinking, and her family kept pressuring her to persuade the Lu family to invest in their projects.
After mentioning it so much, Lu’s father stopped coming home altogether.
Later, they said that it was fortunate Lu Qingyan was the next heir and that she should nurture him well.
Perhaps she took out all the unhappiness in her life on Lu Qingyan.
Or perhaps she wanted to use Lu Qingyan to bring Lu’s father home. She didn’t want to argue anymore; they were husband and wife, but apart from in bed, they were like strangers.
Even Lu’s father treated her worse than he treated those minor celebrities.
The idea of nurturing Lu Qingyan became strong at that time.
So, she ignored Lu Qingyan’s crying and tantrums as a child. Even if he cried and came to hug her, she would push him away and coldly watch him sit on the ground crying.
Even if he came to hug her again, she would push him away again.
Lu Qingyan’s dependence on his mother as a child didn’t disappear with her pushing him away. As he grew older, he learned to keep his distance from her.
She sneered at Liang Ciqiu: “Although I don’t like Jiang Nanshu, I feel really satisfied with her beating right now. Instead of worrying about us, you should worry about yourself. I want to see what your good-for-nothing father can bring you.”
After saying this, Lu’s mother left with a cold face.
Liang Ciqiu didn’t take it to heart.
Actually, he didn’t want anything at all. He didn’t want to fight or compete. He just couldn’t bear to see Lu Qingyan living happily.
He was living such a miserable life, and seeing Lu Qingyan living so well made him feel so depressed that he could hardly breathe. (T/N: You have money now, so what do you mean that you are living a miserable life?)
He also left the old house.
…
It was already afternoon when they returned to the villa on the hillside.
Lu Qingyan first told Jiang Nanshu about the wedding, saying that he would find an internationally renowned wedding dress designer to create a unique wedding dress that is one of a kind in the world.
He would handle everything; Jiang Nanshu only needed to look beautiful and marry him.
Jiang Nanshu had no objections.
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