Young Brother-in-law Is Now My Husband

This time, what came from elder Lu Huan's mouth was just too much for everyone to handle.

'My head hurts,' Zhao Shuang thought.

Lu Jinhai coughed and almost choked with food in his mouth.

Ning Jiahui passed a glass of water to her husband and started to pat his back.

Lu Chen cried out in pain as the steamed bun he had picked up with his chopstick had dropped back into the hot soup, making it splash on his shirt.

Su Hui recovered from shock after hearing her husband's cry of pain and started helping him.

Lu Feng didn't pay any attention and continued eating his breakfast with the ghost of a smile on his face. He was fine as long as this matter of great-grandchildren was not related to him, and nobody was evading his personal space.

Lu Lijun was unaware of the things being said around him. He looked at everyone with a confused expression, not understanding what had caused the commotion at the dining table. He looked at his brother, who generously supplied him with a slice of meat and coaxed him to eat it. The obedient young boy ignored everyone and went back to eat his breakfast.

Lu Qiang turned his gaze towards elder Lu Huan and said, "Rest assured, grandpa. I will make sure to prepare enough stock for you before I hit the dry bottom. No need to drag my little brother into the bottomless pit of your greed," he was expressionless and his voice cold as he sai this. He returned to paying attention to his brother, acting as if the conversation had nothing to do with him.

This conversation between this bold grandpa and grandson made everyone hold their heads with both the hands and press the pressure point on their temples. The breakfast menu had only one dish—shock.

Zhao Shuang finally poked her husband and asked him to stop. Every conversation he had ended with the same thing…'Great-grandchildren.'

Nobody spoke further and started to eat their breakfast with complete attention. After finishing breakfast, everyone headed towards the living room. Lu Feng, though, went directly to his room as the others chatted.

"Brother Lu Qiang, where is my birthday gift?" Lu Lijun asked him, his excitement resurfacing when he saw his brother was done with the conversation.

"It's in my room. Let's go." As both of them were going upstairs, Lu Feng called Lu Qiang.

"How was the journey?" he asked.

"Quite good," he replied in a cold voice. He didn't speak further and started to walk upstairs. It didn't bother Lu Feng, and as usual, he turned and headed outside with his car keys.

Everyone was familiar with how Lu Qiang treated Lu Feng, so nobody paid much attention to it. Lu Feng's mother Su Hui didn't like it but couldn't say anything because her son was at fault. Also, she was quite scared of Lu Qiang, much like most of the people in the family were.

Lu Feng was Lu Qiang's second cousin. Lu Qiang didn't hate him but was annoyed with all the bad habits Lu Feng had. He was an alcoholic and drug addict, didn't like to work, and had a bad company of friends. Lu Qiang tried to divert his attention from these things by giving him a few responsibilities in the company, but he was always disappointed in return. Finally, he decided to give up on Lu Feng.

Lu Feng didn't hate Lu Qiang, either. It was just that; he was happy in his own world. He wasn't bothered by what others said to him. He ignored all of it. Lu Feng was a bright student with a master's degree in accounts and finance, but after completing his education, he never tried to do anything for his career let alone giving attention in the family business. He just wanted to live a carefree life.

Although, he had all these bad qualities, he always maintained a distance with women. There were lots of women who tried to make their way into the Lu family by seducing and climbing into Lu Feng's bed, but he never entertained anyone. He didn't like to be in the company of women except for the women from his family.

At Jiang residence.

Jiang Yang and Jiang Yuyan reached their home. It was a luxurious apartment in one of the expensive areas in the capital. The apartment was huge, and the interior was made in European style. It was bought by Jiang Peizhi a few years back when he planned on settling down in China after retirement. He also wanted a home for their kids to come to if they were ever in China.

"Finally you are here, my little chipmunks!" Mo Ruolan welcomed her kids with a warm smile. Mo Ruolan was a stunning and elegant woman. She was slim and fair with beautifully carved features. Jiang Yuyan took after her mother and grew up into a beautiful lady. Jiang Yang, on the other hand, was like his father—tall and handsome.

As they entered the house, Jiang Peizhi came out from his study and greeted them with a warm fatherly hug. Everyone walked to the huge sofa in the living room and sat there.

Jiang Yang lay lazily on the sofa, stretching his legs to the floor. "This is an amazing place to live. Too stylish and luxurious," he commented with a whoop.

"Indeed! After all, I had to plan and design everything to match my wife's palatial standards." Saying this, Jiang Peizhi winked at his wife.

Both of them looked at their parents and then at each other and smiled. They knew how much their parents loved each other.