The chopsticks fell out of Sun Yuhan’s hand with a clunk. She shuddered. Strange, considering there was no wind. The coldness was beneath her skin, inside her bones.
She lifted the bowl again, but her appetite was gone.
She shoved the bowl forward. Right now, she didn’t have the slightest desire to eat. She wondered if Lu Qin had signed the divorce agreement. Hurry up and sign it already, she thought, I don’t have time to play games with you. Platonic love was clearly out of the question.
Plus, there hadn’t been much love in the first place. She had been infatuated with him for his looks, but that was over. Give it enough time and the prettiest flower wilts, just as the most handsome of faces gets boring to look at. She had grown tired of him. Besides, what good is a man without his tool? A man with a third tail is infinitely more common than a frog with three legs.
With her social status and fame, she could easily have any man she desires. Why stick to a eunuch?
With that in mind, she went ahead and dumped Lu Qin right away. Presently, she was sitting unencumbered in the large living room in the Ye Estates, surrounded by attentive nannies, delicious food, and high-end luxury products. She was clad in haute couture and wore jewelry with orbital prices. This was the peak of her life. Nothing could shake her social position at this point.
For the rest of her life, she will be the sole granddaughter of the Ye Family.
The Ye Family owned numerous enterprises, and in time, she would have a large slice of the pie.
The more she thought about it, the more her grin widened.
Lu Yi unlocked the door. It was oddly quiet for some reason. Normally, it shouldn’t be so quiet at this time.
He seldom had such silence since the arrival of the three kids.
When they were smaller, they would all cry at the same time, like some sort of baby orchestra. One would start first, and the other two would follow on cue. Diapers, milk powder, baby bottles, and baby clothes were strewn all over the floor. Now, they didn’t need diapers anymore, but they developed a new habit of crawling all over the place. The kids weren’t that naughty, but they were kids after all, and kids loved playing with adults.
“I’m home,” he announced as he set his briefcase down. He planned to bring the kids to Huanhuan’s place.
He waited for a while, but there was no response.
He turned around and frowned slightly.
Where did everyone go?
He headed to the living room. When he saw who was there, the rare smile disappeared from his face.
No wonder it was so quiet. The kids were absent, but all the adults had gathered, including a rare guest—Lu Qin.
The atmosphere was volatile. Ye Shuyun seemed truculent, and was on the brink of chasing the unwanted guests out. Qin Xiaoyue was still crying about her problems with Old Master Lu.
Old Master Lu was sitting down languidly, his finger tapping on the cup in a hand. He was silent, but you could tell he was running short on patience.
Lu Yi pursed his lips slightly and remained at his spot. When Lu Qin looked up and saw him, a rush of hatred shot to his head.
To be precise, he wasn’t hateful towards Lu Yi; he was jealous of him.
Lu Qin had been recovering well in the past month. The wounds that should heal have already scabbed, and the ones that wouldn’t, will never heal.
Qin Xiaoyue sniveled noisily.
“Dad! You can’t sit on your hands like this! How could the Ye Family bully us like this? What do they take us for?” cried Qin Xiaoyue, raising an octave. She shot Ye Shuyun a look as she spat out the word “Ye Family”.
Ye Shuyun snorted.
“That’s between you and the Ye Family. Don’t involve us in this.”
“Oh, so your surname suddenly isn’t Ye anymore? Are you not a member of the Ye Family?” said Qin Xiaoyue, convinced that if anyone was going to take on responsibility, it was Lu Jin’s family.
“My surname is Ye,” Ye Shuyun looked up coldly. “But so what? I have already fallen out with the Ye Family. You probably already know what your daughter-in-law did.”
“She’s not my daughter-in-law!” cried Qin Xiaoyue, springing up. “That little bitch daughter of that shameless Ye Rong! How dare she try to divorce my son after what she did to him!”
Ye Shuyun flared and slammed a hand on the table.
“Qin Xiaoyue! Don’t go thinking that you can throw your weight around just because I’m being tolerant! Sun Yuhan is Sun Yuhan, and she has nothing to do with us! Don’t you dare mention Ye Rong. She is already dead! Aren’t you the shameless one here, pushing the blame onto a dead woman? What had she ever done to you?!””
“Am I wrong about the little bitch being her daughter?” hissed Qin Xiaoyue, her face distorting hideously. If Ye Rong had not given birth to that little bitch, none of this would have happened to Lu Qin, no?
Ye Shuyun let out a cold laugh.
“Wasn’t her surname the very reason why Lu Qin divorced with the critically ill Su Muran and remarried her?” she said. “It all seems like karma to me.”
Qin Xiaoyue was at a loss of words. Lu Qin suddenly looked up and stared at Ye Shuyun, his narrowed eyes filled with bloodlust. Lu Yi matched his gaze briefly, his eyes filled with warning.
The eye-contact was short, but the message was sent, received, and remembered.
Lu Yi walked to them and took a seat.
His eyes drifted across Lu Qin and stopped on Qin Xiaoyue.
“Second Aunt, your conflict with Sun Yuhan isn’t related to us in any way, so please stop bothering us.”
“Isn’t it related to you?” exclaimed Qin Xiaoyue. These were the words she hated the most. “My Lu Qin has the same surname as you.”
Lu Yi admitted as much; but it didn’t matter to him what his surname was.
“My mother doesn’t interact much with the Ye Family these days, and if it’s about Sun Yuhan, I advise you to go to the Ye Family directly. We won’t be involving ourselves in this matter.”
