Chapter 120#
Lu Muchi saw the light on the third floor from downstairs.
The front of his car crashed directly into the old clothes recycling bin. Without even turning off the engine, he rushed upstairs.
He was going to cripple that adulterer right now!
Whether it was the alcohol or running too fast, Lu Muchi was panting heavily.
He used all his strength, and the mottled, rusty iron door rattled and shed rust fragments.
Even the ground was shaking.
“Yan Heqing! Open the door!” His eyes were bloodshot.
Lu Lin closed his book.
Yan Heqing’s books were well-kept. The notes on the pages were as neat and beautiful as print, only the corners of the pages showed traces of being flipped through many times.
He gently placed it in the drawer.
Only then did he get up and walk out.
The door suddenly opened. Lu Muchi first caught a glimpse of a snow-white bathrobe. The figure was tall and upright, obviously not Yan Heqing.
Fuck!
He even dared to open the door himself!
Lu Muchi’s veins bulged, and he immediately clenched his fist and swung it. “Adulterer—”
The door opened halfway, and the bright light from inside fell on the man’s cold and stern features. His obsidian-like eyes were deep and heavy.
Lu Muchi saw him clearly at this moment.
The words that hadn’t come out yet were stuck in his throat. Lu Muchi went from rage to astonishment. The alcohol shock wore off, and he forcibly retracted his fist, his mind going blank in an instant.
His lips moved, and a voice squeezed out from his chest, “Un… Uncle, why are you here?”
It was Lu Lin who opened the door, and what that represented was obvious.
But Lu Muchi couldn’t accept it. Even if Lu Lin said he went to the wrong room or came here to borrow the bathroom for a shower, no matter how absurd the excuse, Lu Muchi would deceive himself and accept it.
His eyes were surging with pleading.
However, Lu Lin remained silent and unmoved, unhurriedly uttering two words, “Having an affair.”
Two words completely shattered Lu Muchi’s self-deceiving fantasy. For a moment, his head was splitting with pain. The corners of his mouth twitched, and after a few seconds, he pulled out an extremely ugly arc. “Uncle, you…”
At the same time, the bathroom door opened. Lu Lin’s first move was to hold the door.
Looking sideways, his gaze looked Yan Heqing up and down.
Having just finished bathing, the young man’s hair was wet and slightly curled, and the buttons of his pajamas were fastened tightly.
Only then did Lu Lin let go. The old door slowly opened wide and stopped only when it hit the wall.
Lu Muchi couldn’t speak anymore. His gaze went over Lu Lin’s shoulder and nailed onto Yan Heqing.
Yan Heqing had just finished bathing, his cheeks flushed a faint red from the steam. His wet hair was exaggeratedly curled. Wearing a set of pale beige pajamas, he stood quietly behind Lu Lin, less unapproachable, finally alive and tainted with the aura of the mortal world.
This was the first time Lu Muchi saw Yan Heqing like this, or rather, he never had the chance to see him before.
It turned out that after Yan Heqing bathed, his hair would curl up.
Lu Muchi’s teeth began to chatter. He bit down hard on his back molars. He had been inside Yan Heqing’s residence and knew that where Yan Heqing was standing was the bathroom. One in a bathrobe, one in pajamas, anyone would know what they were doing just now!
If it were anyone else, Lu Muchi could have beaten him to death on the spot.
But—
Lu Lin!
The uncle Lu Muchi feared and respected the most, the one he took as his lifelong goal.
He didn’t dare to scold, didn’t dare to hit. Lu Muchi’s muscles all over his body were tense to the extreme, his face and neck turned purple-red, his breathing became heavier and heavier. He really couldn’t stay any longer, he just wanted to flee this suffocating place.
But Lu Lin wouldn’t let him go. “Seeing someone and not even saying hello.”
Lu Muchi had to stop. He swallowed several times, a strong taste of rust and bitterness squeezing out from between his teeth. “Yan He—”
“He is your elder.” Lu Lin interrupted him, looking displeased. “Who allowed you to call him by his full name?”
Lu Muchi’s eyeballs instantly burst with countless tiny red blood streaks. He lowered his head. “I don’t know what to call him.”
Lu Lin was surprisingly patient. “We are getting married next month. Address him however you address me.”
Calling Yan Heqing “Uncle”, this was more painful than killing Lu Muchi. But under Lu Lin’s increasingly impatient gaze, he finally closed his eyes and said quickly in a low voice, “Good evening, Uncle Yan.”
After speaking, he was about to leave.
Lu Lin spoke again, “Did you drive?”
Lu Muchi realized something and looked up with a start. Lu Lin had already extended his hand. “Phone.”
Lu Muchi had to hand over his phone.
Then Lu Lin used Lu Muchi’s phone to call the traffic police, gave the address, returned the phone, and said indifferently, “Wait downstairs.”
Lu Muchi turned and rushed downstairs.
Lu Lin immediately closed the door. He turned around and looked straight into Yan Heqing’s eyes.
Yan Heqing had been looking at him.
Lu Lin instantly put away his sharpness. He went over, stood in front of the bathroom door, pulled a dry towel, and covered Yan Heqing’s head to wipe it. “Go take a look.”
He put his arm around Yan Heqing and went to the window.
Pulling aside the curtains, there were several people standing downstairs. One was the guard, squatting at the front of Lu Muchi’s car taking pictures. The old clothes recycling bin was damaged, and someone was shouting loudly, “Whose car is A6688?!”
At this time, Lu Muchi came out of the unit building. He ignored them and got into the car without a word, sitting in the driver’s seat.
He reeked of alcohol, which could be smelled from far away. After taking photos, the guard quietly ran to the side to make a call.
Unexpectedly, the person who answered the phone said they had already arrived at the community gate.
Lu Muchi didn’t care at all. He rummaged around in the car and finally found a cigarette pack by his hand. He took out a cigarette, tried to light it for a long time but failed. When he finally lit it, he realized it was the filter end.
“Fuck!”
He threw the lighter, clenched the cigarette tightly in his hand, showing no reaction even when it burned his palm.
He understood everything.
Lu Lin calling him to the club for boxing, letting Lu Changcheng beat him in the hospital, it was all for Yan Heqing!
Uncle…
Yan Heqing will be his uncle in the future…
Lu Muchi went crazy, pounding the steering wheel heavily with both hands, roaring with a suppressed voice. The onlookers were scared and backed away one after another. At this time, the traffic police arrived and shouted for him to get out of the car. “Get out of the car!”
Lu Muchi turned a deaf ear. He punched heavily as if venting, and a piece of the steering wheel was actually knocked off by him. His palm scraped against the jagged edge, and blood flowed instantly. He slapped the steering wheel even more frantically. Seeing this, the traffic police quickly called their colleagues, and three people worked together to drag Lu Muchi out of the car.
“Don’t fucking touch me!” Lu Muchi roared. Just as he was about to make a move, he glanced at the third floor out of the corner of his eye.
He couldn’t see clearly, only two shadows standing by the window.
Lu Muchi knew who they were. He instantly lost his strength, closed his eyes to suppress the surging wetness, and let the traffic police take him aside to test his alcohol concentration.
“280ml!”
The onlookers exclaimed.
Lu Lin lowered the curtains.
After a while, Lu Muchi was taken away by the traffic police, and downstairs returned to silence.
Yan Heqing’s hair was almost dry. Lu Lin removed the towel, ruffled his hair which was no longer curly, and threw the towel onto the sofa armrest. “Sleep now?”
Yan Heqing kept looking at him, and after a good while, nodded. “Okay.”
While the two were resting, the lights in the Lu residence were on all night.
Lu Changcheng was unwilling to sleep after making the call, waiting for Lu Muchi in the living room. Until dawn, Lu Han came back alone.
“Where is he?” Lu Changcheng was anxious and angry.
“He went too far this time. Even just for show, he has to be detained for at least five days.” Lu Han’s face was haggard. There was one thing he didn’t say. Lu Muchi was acting strange, but when he asked, Lu Muchi refused to say a word. Having been busy all night without rest, Lu Han blamed it all on Lu Lin. He hesitated to speak, “I also heard one thing—”
He didn’t continue. Lu Changcheng urged, “What?”
Lu Han then said, “I heard it was Ah Lin who contacted the traffic police.” He coughed a few times. “I said long ago that Ah Lin has no feelings for this family, for us. Yes, Xiao Chi did wrong, just educate him. Why make it so ugly? Being detained for a few days doesn’t matter, but if this spreads, the Lu family will become a joke.”
After Lu Han finished speaking, Lu Changcheng’s hands trembled, and he immediately called Lu Lin.
At that time, Lu Lin and Yan Heqing were having breakfast. Lu Lin answered the phone, and Lu Changcheng’s scolding was heard even by Yan Heqing.
“Lu Lin, if you want me dead, just say it. But even if I die, my inheritance won’t fall into your hands!”
Lu Lin picked up a pan-fried bun for Yan Heqing. This was his first time making pan-fried buns, and they looked no worse than those in the shop. “Eat another one.”
Only after speaking did he reply to Lu Changcheng, “I don’t understand what you mean.”
Lu Changcheng had sharp ears. “Who are you talking to?”
“Fiancé.”
With accidents happening one after another, Lu Changcheng suddenly blacked out and asked in disbelief, “Whose fiancé?”
“Mine.” Lu Lin also picked up a pan-fried bun for himself. “I was just about to inform you, we are getting married next month. You don’t need to rush to meet him. He will attend the dinner at the end of the month.”
“I can’t possibly agree!” Lu Changcheng was furious. “I also won’t allow him to attend the Lu family dinner!”
“I am informing you, not asking for your opinion.”
Lu Changcheng couldn’t care less about asking about Lu Muchi anymore and hung up the phone in anger.
Lu Lin didn’t care. He put down his phone and felt Yan Heqing’s gaze. Without looking up, he dipped the bun in vinegar. “Feeling sorry for me?”
Yan Heqing knew that Lu Lin and Lu Changcheng had a distant relationship, but it was also the first time he heard Lu Changcheng’s malice towards Lu Lin. He looked at Lu Lin. “En.”
He admitted frankly, which made Lu Lin pause.
It wasn’t that Lu Lin cared about Lu Changcheng. After so many years, he was used to it. Because he took his mother’s surname, Lu Changcheng always had a barrier and wariness towards him.
Just after his maternal grandfather passed away, Lu Changcheng couldn’t wait to ask him to so-called “acknowledge his ancestors and return to the clan”.
After refusing, Lu Changcheng said on the spot, “I shouldn’t have given birth to you in the first place.”
He was long immune to similar words.
He was happy that Yan Heqing felt sorry for him. After choosing to lay his cards on the table, Yan Heqing was gradually opening his heart to him.
The corners of Lu Lin’s mouth rose. He put down his chopsticks and told Yan Heqing a piece of new news. “Cheng Jian’s people are here, just downstairs.”
The report he received half an hour ago said there were two men in their early thirties.
Cheng Jian acted faster than Yan Heqing estimated. He also put down his chopsticks. “I’m going out for a while later.” He actively told Lu Lin, “To the family that adopted me.”
At nine o’clock, Yan Heqing went out on time.
He didn’t drive downstairs. He went to the supermarket at the entrance of the community and bought a pack of small buns.
An old brand, rarely seen nowadays.
When Zhao Huilin picked him up for the first time, the welcome gift she prepared for him was a pack of small buns of this brand.