Chapter 153 I'll get a divorce after she gives birth.

Lu Rensheng heard footsteps but didn't even lift his eyelids.

He slowly picked up the purple clay teapot, poured the amber-colored tea into the Ru kiln teacup, gently swirled it around with his fingertips holding the rim, blew away the rising steam, and then took a small sip, his posture as leisurely as if he were enjoying the scenery in his own backyard.

Lu Zheng seemed to have anticipated this move. His face remained expressionless as he walked to the rosewood chair, sat down, crossed his long legs, and simply closed his eyes. The sound of his even breathing could be faintly heard from his nose.

Lu Rensheng finished his cup of tea, then his hand holding the tea needle suddenly paused. He looked up and saw Lu Zheng leaning against the back of the chair with his head tilted to the side, seemingly fast asleep. Even with his excellent composure, a vein was throbbing faintly on his forehead.

Thump!

With a crisp sound, the teacup slammed heavily onto the mahogany table, splashing a few drops of tea that left dark stains on the surface.

"You can't even greet your father when you see him?" His voice carried a barely perceptible hint of gritted teeth. "Is this the manners your mother taught you? Lu Zheng, you're almost thirty this year, how long are you going to stay angry with me?"

"Lu Rensheng".

Lu Zheng finally opened his eyes, his gaze clear and bright, showing no trace of the drowsiness of just waking up.

"There's nothing between us to say."

He paused, then spoke clearly, “From the day you took the family fortune and ran off to Hong Kong, you were no longer my father.”

Lu Rensheng seemed to have expected him to say that, and his face remained calm. Instead, he sneered from his nose: "Am I not your father? Do you think you can sever blood ties with a piece of paper severing ties?"

He smiled slightly: "My blood flows in your veins, and that will never change!"

Lu Rensheng poured himself more tea, the lid clinking softly against the glass. "You wanted to go to the army, I agreed; your mother hid with you in that poor mountain village, I turned a blind eye too. Lu Zheng, after all these years, isn't it time to make enough trouble?"

"Making a scene?" Lu Zheng sat up abruptly, his gaze turning icy. "You think I'm just throwing a tantrum?"

He said each word slowly and deliberately: "When you ran away to Hong Kong with your family fortune and became a coward, we were no longer father and son. I, Lu Zheng, disdain to associate with someone like you!"

"Ha—" Lu Rensheng burst out laughing as if he had heard the funniest joke in the world: "There are no outsiders here, only my son and I!"

He abruptly stopped laughing, his eyes turning sinister as he stared at Lu Zheng. "Who are you trying to impress with this high-sounding nonsense?!"

Lu Rensheng, realizing he had seen through Lu Zheng's thoughts, tilted his head back and drank the tea in one gulp, then slammed the teacup heavily on the table, a hint of mockery flashing in his eyes: "Hmph, do you think I don't know what Wang Meihua is thinking?"

"You're a man too, you should know this." He spoke flippantly, as if he were talking about something trivial. "It's true that we live in a new society now, but which man doesn't have multiple wives and concubines? I have several concubines in Hong Kong to serve me, and she's making a fuss about divorce over such a trivial matter?"

Lu Rensheng said impatiently, "Go back and tell her to shut up when she's had enough."

He paused, his gaze sweeping over Lu Zheng's clothes, his disdain almost overflowing: "I've inquired about everything since I came back. What's life like in the mainland? She's taking you to the village, eating sweet potato noodles and cornbread with pickled vegetables and thin porridge every day. What's the point?"

"Why should I, Lu Rensheng, a farmer, have to toil in the mud for a living?" He slammed his hand on the table, his voice suddenly rising, "You're just short-sighted and have long hair!"

After scolding Wang Meihua, his gaze fell back on Lu Zheng, his knuckles tapping the table, and a rare warmth appeared in his eyes.

“You are my proudest creation in this life.” Lu Rensheng said slowly, his tone filled with undisguised pride. “You are ruthless and decisive, and you don’t care about family ties. During the six months you were in charge of the coal mine, everyone had to show you respect.”

He thought of his good-for-nothing sons in Hong Kong, and his face darkened again. He had thought that the others could be like Lu Zheng, but with Lu Zheng, this bright pearl, there, the rest were all just fish eyes!

He leaned forward, his tone unwaveringly assertive: "Come back to Hong Kong with me, and the Lu family's fortune will be yours in the future. It's better than being a farmer in this poor mountain village, isn't it?"

His purpose in returning this time was to bring Lu Zheng back to Hong Kong. It was a land of opportunity, a paradise for businessmen! He was certain that if father and son joined forces, within three years, the entire Hong Kong business world would have to defer to the Lu family!

To his surprise, after talking for so long, Lu Zheng remained unresponsive, like a stone that couldn't be warmed up. Instead of responding, he let out a cold snort and suddenly stood up to leave: "You specifically asked me to come here just to say this?"

"Stop!" Lu Rensheng suddenly remembered the important matter and hurriedly called out to him, "By the way, the housekeeper said you married a country woman in the village?"

Mentioning Xia Qianqian, the icy coldness in Lu Zheng's eyes seemed to melt away like snow melting in spring: "Yes, it's settled. Qianqian is pregnant with my child."

"Pregnant?" Lu Rensheng's face darkened. He twirled the teacup between his fingers a couple of times, then suddenly sneered, "Since you're pregnant, then keep the child in your belly for now."

He looked up at Lu Zheng, his eyes devoid of any warmth, only an unquestionable command: "Divorce her after the child is born."

"Young Master Lu! The one worthy of your status is a refined lady adorned with gold and silver, not a peasant woman toiling in the mud!"

"I've picked out Miss Bai for you in Hong Kong! The Bai family monopolizes half of the plastics industry. Marry her and you'll save yourself twenty years of hard work! That girl has the looks and figure of a well-bred lady. In terms of knowledge and skills, she's miles ahead of those country women!"

Lu Rensheng felt that every word he said made sense, and that he was paving a golden road for his son!

To his surprise, Lu Zheng just looked at him coldly, as if he were looking at a clown, with a faint sneer at the corner of his mouth.

“Lu Rensheng,” Lu Zheng said slowly, “do you think everyone is like you, willing to throw away all shame for a few measly coins?”

"Qianqian is my lawfully wedded wife, and she's the only one for me in this life! That Miss Bai you mentioned—"

Lu Zheng scoffed, his eyes practically overflowing with mockery. "If you're not afraid she'll look down on you since you're practically half-buried, you might as well marry her yourself and warm her bed!"

"You bastard!" Lu Rensheng trembled with rage, grabbing a teacup from the table, ready to smash it. "Is this how Wang Meihua taught you to talk to me?!"

Lu Zheng seemed not to hear his roar, only giving him a cold glance and speaking in a flat tone as if he were talking about the weather: "You've seen the person and said your piece."

He turned and left without pausing: "Don't bother me again."

Unexpectedly, as soon as the study door was opened—

Several dark gun barrels were pointed at his chest.

The butler, accompanied by several burly men in black suits, blocked the entrance, their faces expressionless. Clearly, without Lu Rensheng's orders, he wouldn't be leaving the villa today.