coobybook Chapter 126 Arrogant Second-Generation Prodigy (Gong) VS Humble, Sensitive, and Invisible (Shou) [64
Chapter 126 Arrogant Second-Generation Prodigy (Gong) VS Humble, Sensitive, and Invisible (Shou) [64
He was the one who was jealous, and he was also the one who lost his temper.
Ironically, he was the one who compromised first in the end.
The young master always maintains an arrogant and haughty demeanor, even in matters of the heart, giving off an air of unpredictability and an overbearing attitude that makes him seem right even when he's wrong.
He took the subtle changes as a reward he should give to Jiang Xiyu.
Jiang Xiyu received a reward and no longer displayed that morbid obsession.
He sat on Lu Xingye's lap and lowered his head to kiss him.
Lu Xingye did not refuse; he went to meet him and slightly raised his chin.
Many times.
He held Jiang Xiyu on his lap and kissed her many times, and also tilted his head back to reciprocate many times.
Love, in this long tug-of-war, quietly changed the status of the two of them.
Just like Lu Xingye's posture when kissing, whether he passively looked up or actively lowered his head, he no longer looked down on her, but instead, the one in the lower position was lifted up by him and gradually gained the upper hand.
He didn't notice at all.
But when people are touched by happiness, where is there time to think about whether they have an absolutely victorious position in love?
Neither of them was thinking about whether they would win or not.
Just like Lu Xingye back then, in his happiness, he only thought about whether Jiang Xiyu would be able to leave him in the future.
He was secretly delighted, knowing that Jiang Xiyu would never leave him.
Jiang Xiyu, who was also experiencing happiness, was wondering how long this happiness could last.
He fantasized about whether he could stay by Lu Xingye's side forever.
The more happiness he has now, which is within his grasp, the more uneasy he feels.
It wasn't until Jiang Xiyu was invited to the Lu residence by someone sent by Lu's father that he suddenly felt a sense of panic, a feeling that he wanted to grasp happiness but couldn't grasp it no matter what.
The weather wasn't very good that day.
It rarely rains in winter, but that day the dark clouds hung low, and it looked like a storm was brewing.
Lu Xingye took a picture of a flower petal lying on the bedside table and sent it to Jiang Xiyu, implying that the flower was no longer fresh and should be replaced with a new one.
Jiang Xiyu felt somewhat helpless.
Actually, the two of them accidentally knocked the flower down that night.
However, since Lu Xingye had said so, Jiang Xiyu had no choice but to indulge him and go buy it for him.
Jiang Xiyu always preferred to do these things herself and wouldn't say much.
He had a vague feeling that Lu Xingye was changing the flowers too frequently, as if he was deliberately trying to get rid of him.
When he arrived at the flower shop, he bought a bouquet of white roses and specifically asked the clerk to add jasmine as a garnish.
Lu Xingye would also send him messages from time to time to ask how the purchase was going.
Just as Jiang Xiyu was about to take out her phone to take a picture of him, the camera panned across the flowers and, when it was pointed directly at the shop entrance, she noticed that several people in black suits were walking towards her in the frame.
One of them spoke into the headset, then walked up to Jiang Xiyu and said politely, "Mr. Lu wants to see you. Please come with us."
Jiang Xiyu was stunned.
Mr. Lu?
Which Mr. Lu?
Looking at how well-trained these people were, Jiang Xiyu couldn't help but recall that when she and Lu Xingye visited the Lu residence last time, the people she saw most often were these bodyguards.
Therefore, the person respectfully addressed as Mr. Lu can only be Lu Xingye's father.
What does he want from me?
Upon realizing the only possible reason, Jiang Xiyu's face turned pale.
The bodyguard added another reminder.
Jiang Xiyu tried her best not to tremble and calmly told the shop assistant that she would come to pick up the flowers later.
He didn't forget to take a picture of Lu Xingye.
But when I was taking pictures of the flowers, my hands kept trembling.
The final photo turned out a bit blurry, and even a little ugly.
Jiang Xiyu, her mind blank, sent a message to Lu Xingye. Only after replying did she leave with her bodyguard.
Half an hour later, he stepped into the Lu family manor for the third time.
The bodyguard only took him to the entrance of the main villa. After he got out of the car, a middle-aged man with a serious face immediately came over and, without saying anything more, simply gestured for him to enter.
As Jiang Xiyu and he went up together, their biggest impression was that it was magnificent and huge, but also impersonal, like a museum for exhibitions, with only cold, lifeless objects and no sense of human presence.
Upon arriving at the study, two servants standing guard at the door pushed open the door.
The butler simply gestured for Jiang Xiyu to go inside, and after he entered, he ordered the door to be closed.
A man sat at a huge desk, flipping through several photos.
Behind him was a wall of cabinets displaying antiques. Those antique objects, gleaming with a cold luster, seemed to transform into scrutinizing eyes, looking down on Jiang Xiyu, this incongruous person.
Jiang Xiyu had never met Lu Xingye's father, but in the Lu family's villa, he saw many antiques displayed on the cabinet behind the man, all of considerable value.
The housekeeper said that those items were left behind by Lu Xingye's father.
The two vases that Lu Xingye used for arranging flowers were both very precious items.
Jiang Xiyu didn't know what kind of person Lu Xingye's father was, but she roughly felt that he must be a person who was extremely fond of collecting things.
But now that he had met Lu Xingye's father, he found that Lu Xingye's father was no different from those precious antiques, dignified and elegant, with a cold temperament that made people feel intimidated.
Jiang Xiyu could only say that, judging from his appearance, Lu's father was a man who was extremely well-matched with Lu's mother.
He didn't dare to look at him too closely. He stood there for two minutes before his father put down the photo in his hand, looked at him, and said in a calm tone, "You are the child that A-Wu brought back back then."
Jiang Xiyu said, "Yes."
Lu Zhengnian's gaze lingered for only a moment before he pushed the photo on the desk toward the edge facing him and said emotionlessly, "Come and take a look."
Jiang Xiyu hesitated for a moment, then walked over.
He picked up the photo on the table; the two people in the photo, so intimate, were clearly him and Lu Xingye.
Some of the photos were taken a long time ago, back when he was still a secret admirer, only daring to secretly look at Lu Xingye.
Even this could be photographed. Jiang Xiyu's hand holding the photo turned white instantly from the force.
A chill suddenly ran down his spine.
Therefore, there have always been people arranged by Lu Xingye's father around him, but they have never discovered it.
The butler once said that Lu's father still controlled Lu Xingye just as much as before.
Now, Jiang Xiyu finally understood those words.
“Some time ago, I suggested sending Xingye abroad, but he objected.” Lu Zhengnian’s tone remained calm throughout. He asked casually, without showing any anger or emotion at his son coming out.
"Can you tell me why this is?"