Young Brother-in-law Is Now My Husband

Chapter 954 Disturbances And Nuisance...

Once Mr. Wong was done reminiscing the old memories, about what his wife would have liked and how happy he was to see what Ming Rusheng prepared, he spoke.

"Ms. Lu should prepare for what you are here."

Lu Lian looked at the older man who looked emotional a while ago but now looked out of it.

She bowed a little as Mr. Wong finally agreed to hear her, "Thank you."

Mr. Wong turned to leave, but Lu Lian stayed in her place as she continued staring at the model home.

Mr. Wong stopped, "Is there something that Ms. Lu wished to say or ask?"

Turning to look at Mr. Wong, she spoke, "If I ask, it might break the clauses of the deal between two people."

Mr. Wong smiled, "Let's see if I wish to break the clauses. For now, we should leave."

Nodding, Lu Lian followed Mr. Wong. When they reached outside, and Mr. Wong took Lu Lian to show the other side of the home, they saw Ming Rusheng walking with the small luggage bag in his hands.

"Rusheng," Mr. Wong called him.

Stopping, he sighed and looked at the two where he avoided looking at Lu Lian, and she too ignored him.

"What's that bag? It seems like you already came prepared," Mr. Wong asked teasingly.

"I can't underestimate one old man's ability to trouble me," Ming Rusheng countered.

Mr. Wong chuckled, "You know me well."

Not saying anything, Ming Rusheng went inside the home to freshen up.

Just then, two people entered the gate of the home with the guard, and they talked to the caretaker.

The caretaker came to Mr. Wong, "There are here."

"They can start work. If there is anything, let me know," Mr. Wong instructed.

The two men followed the caretaker while Mr. Wong and Lu Lian went towards the patio, where at one end had the chairs surrounding the wooden center table.

Mr. Wong asked her to sit and sat opposite to her. "We can proceed with why Ms. Lu is here for."

Lu Lian was carrying a bag with her from which she pulled out a small paper roll box and got one roll out of it as she unrolled it on the center table.

"I have designed the community center for the elderly people, but there are so many things that are not satisfying the way I wish to plan it," she informed.

Mr. Wong held the blueprint in his hands and observed, "Seems like you are troubled with how to make it work with old and urban style."

"There are so many measurement issues also as both styles vary with so many things," Lu Lian informed as she added, "I want them to feel like in old times and feel close to our culture."

"Hmm," Mr. Wong looked at her, "You love your grandpa so much," he concluded as only he knew what he could understand about her from the blueprint.

Smiling lightly, Lu Lian nodded, "Hmm."

"Our works are imprints of our emotions," he mumbled, and Lu Lian nodded lightly in agreement.

Still observing the blueprint and correcting something on it with the pencil, Mr. Wong spoke, "Good to see kids these days don't forget their elders. That stubborn guy Rusheng, he loves his grandpa too, and to make him happy, he can do anything."

Lu Lian knew it as she had seen the way Ming Rusheng behaved with his grandpa.

Mr. Wong sighed, "Those two annoying old men got nice grandkids."

Lu Lian smiled at how Mr. Wong addressed his other two friends. Though he called them annoying, it shows he liked them.

"Rusheng is good with it too. You could have asked him," Mr. Wong suggested.

Lu Lian didn't know Ming Rusheng was Mr. Wong's student. Moreover, she didn't wish to go to him for any help.

"Mr. Ming is busy with his stuff, so it's inappropriate to disturb him. Also, I didn't wish to miss an opportunity to learn from the legend," Lu Lian replied.

The two continued discussing Lu Lian's project for a long time. In a while, the caretaker came.

"The two men asked for Mr. Wong as there is some issue."

Mr. Wong excused himself, saying it would take time and Lu Lian can go anywhere if she wanted to.

Lu Lian felt like going to the garden to freshen up her mind as she was sitting for a long with Mr. Wong.

She visited the garden with Mr. Wong before, but now she had time to enjoy the beauty of this place alone. Crossing the tiny wooden bridge over the small water canal as she observed the colorful fish in it, she went towards the inside of the garden.

Many trees surrounded the place, making her feel like to lie somewhere while enjoying the fresh and calm breeze. Looking up towards the trees, she continued walking ahead and stopped at one place.

Closing her eyes, she inhaled deeply as a pleasant smile painted on her lips; she spoke, "I wish I could rest somewhere. This is so peaceful."

"But someone is disturbing the peace for me," someone said.

Lu Lian looked at her right side towards the source of that familiar voice.

A man wearing a blue long sleeves T-shirt and white pants was lying on the wooden bench under the giant tree. His eyes closed, one hand folded below his head while the other one rested on his stomach, one leg folded up in the knee and the other one stretched out.

That was Ming Rusheng. As Lu Lain walked looking up towards the tree and the pavement was safe to do so, she didn't bother to look down. The wooden bench also had a row of small, properly trimmed bushes behind it to not make anyone notice its existence.

Lu Lian gave him a narrowed eyes look, "I didn't do anything to disturb the peace."

Frowning, Lu Lian was about to step ahead, but Ming Rusheng held her hand and pulled her towards him, making her land on his chest.

She looked at him puzzled and shocked, and he opened his eyes as he stared into hers.

"You…" not having a word enough to curse him, she tried to get up, but he pulled her again, "Haven't you said before you wished to rest somewhere?"

"Let me go, or I will forget who you are," she warned, anger painted on her face.

"It won't take me much time to remind you who I am," he spoke.

"I didn't know you were such a perverted person," she commented.

"Good, you got to know now, so be careful," he added and continued holding her.

The way he looked at her made her gulp, but she couldn't move her sight away from him.

Looking into her eyes, as if Ming Rusheng got what he wanted, he let go of her hand, but she was still the same and didn't move.

"I don't mind if you stay like this forever," he said in a low voice that felt seducing one.

Getting back to her senses, she moved back and stood up. Not saying a word, she left in a hurry and wished to go away from his sight as soon as possible.

Her heart beating faster, Lu Lian returned to the patio where she sat before with Mr. Wong and felt relieved that Mr. Wong was not back yet.

"Airheaded insane crazy man," she gritted her teeth.

"Who is the fortunate one to get cursing from Ms. Lu?" Mr. Wong returned, finishing his work, and he heard Lu Lian curing someone, as anger covered her pretty face.

"N-No one." Replying, she immediately resumed her work while Mr. Wong just smiled and didn't ask her further.

"Mr. Wong, lunch is ready," the caretaker informed.

"Call Rusheng too," Mr. Wong informed as he added, "Seems like he hasn't eaten anything since yesterday.

"I offered him, but he was busy working," the caretaker explained.

'What was so important that he even skipped food,' Lu Lian thought as she blankly stared at the blueprint in front, but the next moment she frowned, 'Serves him right.'

The lunch was arranged inside the home in one room in a traditional way where they had to sit on the cushioned floor with a rectangular table in the center having food served on it.

Mr. Wong sat on one side while Lu Lian sat on his right side. Soon the tall man entered the room and sat on Mr. Wong's left side, and opposite Lu Lian.

Lu Lian didn't look at him, and he, too, pretended as if she was not there.

"Seems like you enjoyed sleeping in your favorite place," Mr. Wong asked.

"That's the only peaceful place when disturbances are everywhere," Ming Rusheng commented, "But looks like troubles are following that only left place too."

Lu Lian frowned and gave him a narrowed eyes look. 'Says the one who himself is such a nuisance,' she shouted in her mind.

If not for Mr. Wong, she would have said it out loud.