248: Chapter 248: A Spring Night is Worth a Thousand Gold 248: Chapter 248: A Spring Night is Worth a Thousand Gold Ye Hanqing’s face grew increasingly pale and powerless.
The words of Lu Zhiyang struck her heart like a barrage of arrows, causing excruciating pain.
She stared at him, speechless, and after struggling to find words, said, “Zhiyang, how could you do this?
You know that Mrs.
Zhang doesn’t like her.
Isn’t this…”
Before she could finish, she was interrupted by Lu Zhiyang’s chilly voice, “It’s enough that I like her!
The one spending the rest of his life with her is me, not Ms.
Zhang.
Whether she likes Jing Xuan or not will not be an obstacle to me marrying Jing Xuan.
Besides, Miss Ye, you are meddling too much.
Your last name is Ye, not Lu!”
Ye Hanqing thought the man’s words just now had embarrassed her enough, but she didn’t expect there to be even more humiliating words that left her unable to save face!
He was warning her not to be a busybody!
She stiffened instantly, unable to utter a word.
Similarly, Jing Xuan, who was being protected by Su He, couldn’t help but look at him involuntarily because of Lu Zhiyang’s words.
His profile was like finely carved jade by God, flawless.
Even just a side view was enough to make any woman fall for him.
A warmth flowed from the bottom of her cold heart, like the snow melting slowly in winter.
Zhang Lanying’s sharp gaze swept over Jing Xuan, and she sensed it immediately.
She stared directly into Zhang Lanying’s eyes, calm and undisturbed, not taking the warning in Zhang Lanying’s eyes to heart at all.
And Jing Xuan’s attitude immediately struck a nerve with her, infuriating her even more.
Then, they all heard her say to Lu Zhiyang, “If you don’t divorce her, you’d better not call me mom ever again.
I don’t want a son like you!”
The threat in Zhang Lanying’s words could not be more obvious.
However…
A perpetually calm and indifferent expression adorned the handsome face of Lu Zhiyang.
He said indifferently, “In that case, let Lu Zhenyu pay his respect to you in the future.
After all, you’re not short of sons.”
Everyone was stunned, nobody expected him to say such a thing.
Zhang Lanying was so angry that she had a splitting headache, feeling like she was suffocating, her brain momentarily deprived of oxygen, with her breath stuck in her throat.
She raised her hand to cover her chest, looking at her son standing in front of her incredulously, distressed and anguished, “Zhiyang, for this woman, are you really willing to disregard even your mother?”
Lu Zhiyang’s brows furrowed slightly, and he said, “Ms.
Zhang, I advise you to leave quickly.
If you faint again, you’ll need to stay in the hospital.
Going to the hospital during the New Year is not auspicious.”
“…”
First, he didn’t even bother to call her “Mom.”
His tone and attitude were very indifferent, as if he was discussing something utterly mundane.
Even Jing Xuan was stunned; this was the first time she saw him stand up to Zhang Lanying like this, even though she was his mother.
Lu Zhiyang’s attitude towards Zhang Lanying did surprise her.
But she wasn’t going to pity Zhang Lanying, and after all, this had nothing to do with her.
Yet, her gaze inexplicably fell on him, and she found herself unable to look away for a while.
After Lu Zhiyang finished speaking, he turned around, locking eyes with Jing Xuan.
Jing Xuan quickly averted her gaze.
It was like being caught on the spot while sneaking a peek.
The lips that Lu Zhiyang had been pursing suddenly curved into a slight smile.
Su He saw his expression and took it all in but said nothing.
She was rather satisfied with Lu Zhiyang’s performance; at least he was not a blindly infatuated man.
The man stepped forward, took hold of Jing Xuan’s wrist, and pulled her in front of him.
Su He gracefully stepped back, giving them space.
Jing Xuan frowned and glared at him, saying discontentedly, “What’s the matter?
If you have something to say, say it.
Don’t be handsy!”
The man replied very seriously, “I didn’t touch your feet.”
Jing Xuan’s mouth twitched slightly, “….”
What was he talking about?
Then, he said, “Tired of shopping?
Then come home with me.”
Just as Jing Xuan was about to refute his words, Su He suddenly spoke up, “Xiaxia, I have something to do in a while and won’t be able to accompany you.
You have been shopping for quite some time today, let’s shop together some other time.”
Jing Xuan: “?”
Why did she feel that her Baobao was speaking up for this bastard?
And Lu Zhiyang continued Su He’s words, saying: “You see, even the younger sister-in-law says so, let’s not delay her further.
You’ve taken up most of her day, Ah Yan must be getting jealous.”
Jing Xuan: “…”
Su He: “…”
Zhang Lanying and Ye Hanqing were outright ignored by Lu Zhiyang.
After Lu Zhiyang finished speaking, he took Jing Xuan’s hand, greeted Su He, and prepared to leave.
But as they were passing Zhang Lanying, she suddenly reached out, attempting to slap Jing Xuan.
However, Lu Zhiyang promptly intercepted the blow.
He protected her in his arms, and with his other hand, he grabbed his own mother’s hand.
His narrow eyes glared coldly at her.
Although Zhang Lanying always liked to make a scene, she was scared of her eldest son getting angry.
At this moment, he was clearly angry.
“Mom, I remember telling you not to touch her!”
The man’s voice was deep and detached.
Jing Xuan was held in his embrace, her cheek against his chest.
She could feel a slight tremor in his chest as he spoke and sense the rhythm of his heartbeat.
A familiar yet strange feeling crossed her heart.
It was not the first time Lu Zhiyang had protected her like this, but such care had not surfaced for a long time, which made Jing Xuan feel it was unfamiliar.
Zhang Lanying was frightened by her son’s cold demeanor and attitude.
Ye Hanqing, standing aside, was silent as the grave, her hands clenched and her face pale, watching the scene unfold.
She hated Jing Xuan; how could Jing Xuan still occupy the most important place in Lu Zhiyang’s heart after so many years, to the point that he could even contradict his most respected mother!
After calming down a bit, Zhang Lanying gritted her teeth and said, “Lu Zhiyang, I’m your mother, and you dare threaten me like this?”
The man’s brows furrowed, his expression serious, and then he let go of her hand, saying firmly: “You should be thankful that we have a blood relationship.”
Zhang Lanying was stunned and asked, “So, if I wasn’t your mother, would you have laid hands on me?”
Lu Zhiyang: “Glad you understand.”
In that instant, Zhang Lanying’s blood ran cold.
She was nearly grinding her molars when she finally managed to say, “You, you’re something else!
I truly raised a good son!”
Before Lu Zhiyang left, he dropped one final remark: “Six years ago, I listened to you once, and I’m sorry, but I can’t listen to you this time.
If you really want Miss Ye to be your daughter-in-law, you can have Ah Yu marry her; she’ll still become your daughter-in-law!”
With that, he wrapped his arms around Jing Xuan and left.
Zhang Lanying was left speechless with anger, her mind swirling with resentment.
Meanwhile, Lu Zhenyu, who was lying sprawled out in the Lu Family home à la Ge You style, inexplicably felt a chill down his spine, sneezing several times.
…
“Hey, where are you taking me?”
Jing Xuan came back to her senses only after being stuffed into the car by Lu Zhiyang.
The man got into the driver’s seat and then leaned over her.
Startled, she immediately drew back, but he was only fastening her seatbelt.
Lu Zhiyang raised an eyebrow, staring at her, and said: “Relax, I’m not so desperate as to lay hands on a pregnant woman.”
Jing Xuan: “…”
She pursed her red lips and ignored him.
Then, he spoke again: “Taking you home, unless you don’t want to go home.
Tell me where you want to go, and I’ll take you there.”
Jing Xuan: “I don’t want to go anywhere!”
Lu Zhiyang smiled, raised his hand to tuck some stray hairs behind her ear, and said: “Alright, then we’re going home.”
In a short while, the car left, merging onto the main road.
Neither of them spoke.
Until Jing Xuan couldn’t hold it in any longer, and awkwardly broke the silence: “Lu Zhiyang, that was mom just now.
Treating her like that, aren’t you afraid of a guilty conscience?”
Lu Zhiyang had been focused on driving all this while, and upon hearing her voice, he glanced at her.
Soon after, I heard him say, “You once asked me, if one day, between you and my mom, whom would I choose, remember?”
Jing Xuan was taken aback by his words, staring intently at his profile.
I remember, how could I not remember…
But she didn’t speak.
Lu Zhiyang knew she remembered, so he continued, “Now and in the future, I only want to choose you, not for any other reason, but because it’s you.”
Jing Xuan’s heart suddenly began to beat violently, a flash of surprise crossing her eyes, as if something was stirring within her.
After Lu Zhiyang finished speaking, she still did not say a word, just gazing at him with a hint of longing in her eyes.
Her gaze was too intense, and even if Lu Zhiyang wanted to ignore it, he couldn’t.
“Xuanxuan, don’t look at me with those eyes.
Although I just said I’m not so desperate as to take advantage of a pregnant woman, but if that person is you, I’m afraid I might lose control.”
When Jing Xuan heard his shameless words, she instantly came back to her senses.
She glared at him and looked away, muttering under her breath, “Bastard man!”
Then she leaned against the car window, watching the scenery flashing by outside, and stopped talking.
…
After Jing Xuan left, Su He also took the little one and Jiang You and left.
As for the items Jing Xuan had just purchased, she had asked the shop to deliver them to her home.
On the fourth day after the New Year’s Day, the Su He and Jiang Yan family returned to the Su Family’s home at noon.
This year, the Su Family had two more little ones, which made Old Mr.
and Mrs.
Su very happy.
As soon as Su He arrived, Sang Luo pulled her to the backyard.
After so many days, she could finally talk to someone.
This was her first time spending the New Year with the Su Family, and although everyone was very kind to her, she was still very nervous, fearing she might do or say something wrong.
“Sang Luo, what’s wrong, do you have concerns?” Su He asked.
Sang Luo sighed and said, “It’s not exactly concerns, but I feel a bit pressured.”
Su He probably knew where her pressures came from.
She smiled and said, “Don’t think too much; there aren’t so many rules in the Su Family.
You should have felt this in the past few days.”
Actually, in front of Mr.
Su and Madam Su, she felt more at ease.
Moreover, Madam Su was very kind to her and always took her feelings into account.
Because the elders in the Su Family were too nice to her, her pressure became even greater.
Sang Luo: “Uncle, Aunt, and Grandma and Grandpa are very kind to me, but I…”
That feeling, she didn’t know how to describe it.
Maybe she couldn’t adapt to this family atmosphere yet; harmonious and warm, an atmosphere she’d never experienced before, very unfamiliar, making it difficult for her to blend in, she even feared she might become greedy.
“Susu, do you know?
Ever since I can remember, I’ve attended such family dinners, never celebrated New Year with my family, and I don’t even know what the New Year feels like.
I’ve always been on my own, day after day, slowly becoming accustomed to handling everything by myself, until I had Xuanxuan, that’s when I felt a slight change in my life.”
Su He listened quietly, a trace of sympathy and confusion crossing her eyes.
In fact, she didn’t know much about Sang Luo’s family background, always feeling there was a story about her.
And her last words seemed to confirm her suspicion.
“Actually, my last name is not Sang, Sang Luo is my second name,” Sang Luo looked up at Su He and continued, “The Sang surname comes from my grandmother, and later, I changed my own surname.”
As she spoke, she mocked herself, saying, “My previous name was Wen Luoyi, when I changed it, I only kept the character ‘Luoyi’.”
The Wen surname?
Su He frowned slightly, thinking of that Wen Family?
And Sang Luo’s next words gave her the answer, “If it weren’t for that incident, I might also have been the young lady of the Wen Family, living a luxurious life, but sadly I’m not as fortunate as Wen Qianyi.”
When Su He heard this, she was a bit shocked, “So, you and Wen Qianyi are half-sisters with the same father?”
Sang Luo nodded and said, “But my mother was my father’s first wife.”
Su He was slightly startled; if she remembered correctly, Wen Qianyi seemed to be two years older than Sang Luo.
If Sang Luo’s mother was Mr.
Wen’s first wife, then wasn’t it Mr.
Wen who had an affair first?
This…
At this moment, Sang Luo’s voice sounded again: “Back then, my mom couldn’t get pregnant, so my dad went out and had an affair.
When that woman got pregnant, she was brought to the Wen Family to be taken care of until the child was born.
The next year, that woman and my mom were pregnant at the same time.
The woman gave birth to a son, and my mom gave birth to me.
When I was four, my dad divorced my mom and married that woman.
The Wen Family also kicked my mom and me out, saying that the Wen Family only needed one daughter.”
Sang Luo spoke these words in a very calm manner, as if she was telling someone else’s story.
But the more Su He heard, the more ridiculous it felt to her—bringing the mistress back to live with the legal wife under the same roof?
That’s not the kind of family values the Wen Family is known for in the rumors.
“Doesn’t Old Mr.
Wen care?” Su He asked.
At this, Sang Luo let out a wry laugh: “The person who agreed to bring that woman back to raise the child and the one who said the Wen Family only needed one daughter was him.
How could he possibly care?”
Su He’s world view was instantly shaken.
“…”
Evening.
After Su He had washed up, she sat cross-legged on the bed.
Su Baobao had gone to sleep with Su Heng.
After a while, Jiang Yan also came back to the room.
He had just stayed downstairs drinking and chatting with my eldest and second uncle.
That was a scene she didn’t want to be part of.
When Su He heard some noise, she looked up at him and saw that he was quite sober, which meant he hadn’t drunk much.
That was good; she didn’t want to take care of a drunk…
She spoke up: “I’ve put your change of clothes in the bathroom.”
As soon as she finished speaking, a shadow loomed over her.
“Wait, don’t move!”
She stopped him just in time as he was about to lean down.
Jiang Yan stopped immediately, looking at her with a puzzled face.
Su He frowned slightly and said, “You’ve been drinking, and you smell of alcohol.
Don’t touch the bed.”
It was also fortunate that he didn’t have the smell of smoke on him, or else she would have made him go to the guest room to shower.
She could not stand the smell of tobacco and alcohol; it was more pungent than disinfectant.
Luckily, her eldest and second uncle didn’t smoke.
In the second uncle’s own words: they cherish their lives.
Seeing this, Jiang Yan had no choice but to turn around and go to the bathroom to clean himself up first.
Ten minutes later, the man came out of the bathroom wrapped in a mist of water.
He stood by the bed, looking down at the little woman sitting there, and asked, “Mrs.
Jiang, can I come up now?”
Upon hearing this, Su He looked up at him.
The question seemed a bit redundant, but she still nodded and uttered a sound of agreement.
However, she knew that he was reminding her that she had just been scornful of him.
“…”
She did not dwell on the matter.
After he sat on the bed, she pulled him close and recounted Sang Luo’s story.
But she realized that the man did not seem surprised at all, nor did his face show any emotion.
“Why don’t you seem at all surprised?
Did you already know about this?”
The man’s deep eyes looked deeply into hers and said, “I am only interested in matters concerning Mrs.
Jiang.
I am not interested in other people’s business.”
“…”
Before she could say anything else, she was gently tugged by him, and she fell onto his sturdy chest.
Then, the man’s long fingers lifted her chin to look at him: “Mrs.
Jiang, a moment of a spring night is worth a thousand gold.
Why don’t we talk about our own affairs instead, shall we?”
How could Su He not know what he meant by ‘affairs’?
She raised an eyebrow and said, “Mr.
Jiang, can you restrain yourself a bit?
Even if you have good stamina, that’s not how it should be used.”
Jiang Yan’s lips curved slightly, with a hint of affectionate charm in his deep eyes.
He traced her red lips with his fingertips and said with a smile, “Then Mrs.
Jiang will later tell me how it should be used.”
Next, his kisses fell densely down.
Giving her no chance to rebut.
“…”