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After Being Forced to Become a Bigshot, I Only Want to be Normal

Chapter 138 - 138: I’ll Help You Think of a Way
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Chapter 138: I’ll Help You Think of a Way

Translator:?Atlas Studios??Editor:?Atlas Studios

Lù Yue’an’s words roughly expressed two meanings.

Firstly, her words held little sway in the Lù family now. Secondly, she did not want to marry Lin Yi, but because she could do little to change it, she would still marry him when they came of age.

Lu Qing sighed. “You’re only eighteen years old. There’s still two more years, we can think of a way. If you really don’t want to marry him, I’ll help you think of a way.”

Lù Yue’an raised her head abruptly and took a step forward to look into his eyes. “Really, Brother? But I don’t want you to get involved, the Lin family and the Lù family are not things you can influence.”

“It’s fine, we’ll cross that bridge when we get to it. Don’t worry, I’ll go back and think about it carefully.”

“Yes, thank you, Brother!”

Lu Qing smiled and patted her head. “You’re welcome.”

Lù Yue’an noticed a bulge in Lu Qing’s pocket.

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“Brother, what’s in your pocket?”

As she spoke, she reached out, wanting to take it out and take a look.

Lu Qing subconsciously avoided her reach, and Li Yue’an was startled.

Lu Qing seemed to have realized something as well. He brought it out and extended it to Ltl Yue’an. “There’s nothing special about it. It’s just a bracelet.”

Li Yue’an was pleasantly surprised. “For me?

Lu Qing grimaced slightly. “It’s… for Lu Ning.”

The surprise on Lù Yue’an’s face immediately disappeared, and she lowered her head in disappointment. ‘i l see.”

When she looked up at Lu Qing again, there was a smile on her face. “It’s okay. I already have a present from my brother.”

Lu Qing could not bear to see her like this. “If you like it, I’ll buy you one as well tomorrow.”

Lù Yue’an shook her head. “There’s no need. How can I covet what you meant to give Sister Ning? Besides, if I wear the same bracelet as Sister Ning, Sister Ning will be upset. So, forget it.”

She presented herself magnanimously, and Lu Qing felt sorry for her.

At this moment, a happy birthday song began to play in the entire hall.

A servant came out with a tall, eight-layered cake.

It was fresh, tender and pink, with a princess’ crown perched on the top. The entire cake was exquisitely decorated, beautiful to behold, and looked mouth-wateringly delicious.

Shi Qingyue walked over and pulled I-RI Yue’an over; everyone present sang a birthday song for her.

She looked on in surprise, her eyes turning red.

She walked over and stood in front of the cake, looking at the exquisite and beautiful cake.

Shi Qingyue hugged her. “Happy birthday, my darling.”

Lù Yue’an burst into tears. “Thank you, Mommy.”

Lù Chuan walked over and hugged the two of them; the scene of the family of three reuniting was indeed touching.

Only Lin Yi and Lu Qing had different thoughts.

Lu Qing simply lamented that the world was unpredictable and ever changing.

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As for Lin Yi, he stood at the back and shook his head, mumbling something under his breath.

Not that he had anything good to say.

He was still shaking his head when Zhao Junli pulled him over.

‘Quick, sing happy birthday to your Sister An’an.” Lin Yi’s face darkened. “Huh? I have to sing?”

“That’s right. Sing!’

He who is down need fear no fall—since you want to hear it, I’ll sing.

Therefore, under the gaze of the entire audience, he sang an off-tune happy birthday song that would even unsettle a tone-deaf granny.

From the silence, one could say that his singing was truly ‘too good’. However, it amused Lù Yue’an instead.

Zhao Junli also smiled and pushed him over. “Hurry up and give An l an her present. Make sure to wish her ‘happy birthday’.”

She was instructing him step by step, but Lin Yi simply could not play along.

“What gift? I didn’t prepare a gift…

As soon as he finished speaking, a small gift box appeared in his hand.

It was prepared by Zhao Junli.

This time, Lin Yi had no rebuttal. He walked forward and looked at Lù Yue’an. “Sister An’an, happy birthday. Here, a present for you..”