Chapter 179 Lu Rensheng brought along Lu Ershao

"Mom..." Xia Qianqian was about to speak when Wang Meihua suddenly turned around, her face pale and her lips pressed tightly together.

Following her gaze, Xia Qianqian's heart skipped a beat. The man on her left slightly raised his head, revealing a familiar face.

It's Lu Rensheng!

Why is he here? Xia Qianqian was taken aback. At this moment, she was more worried about her mother-in-law. She already knew about Wang Meihua and Lu Rensheng's past from Lu Zheng.

Seeing Lu Rensheng suddenly appear, she was really afraid that her mother-in-law would not be able to hold on.

"Meihua, I didn't expect you to actually be here." Lu Rensheng's gaze lingered on Wang Meihua's face for a long time. "It's been so many years since we last met. Won't you invite me in for a seat?"

“Lu Rensheng, this is my home. I don’t welcome you, and I don’t welcome the person you brought with you.” Wang Meihua looked at him and the man behind him, her eyes filled with undisguised disgust.

Xia Qianqian then belatedly looked at the man behind Lu Rensheng. The man was not the assistant or bodyguard she had imagined. He looked to be in his early twenties, and his features were seven or eight parts similar to Lu Rensheng's. He was a young version of Lu Rensheng!

Then look at the bright red wool scarf around his neck, which stands out in the drab farmhouse. Isn't that the youngest son that Lu Zheng mentioned, who grew up in Hong Kong?

"It's almost Chinese New Year, Dad, what are we wasting time here for?" Lu Yaoting frowned before Lu Rensheng could speak, his tone full of impatience. "Mom is still waiting for us to have our reunion dinner at home."

As he spoke, he snorted lightly, his toes rubbing against the snow on the ground, his eyes scanning the Lu family's mud-brick house as if he were sweeping up trash.

The walls were peeling, icicles hung from the eaves, and the windows were covered with plastic sheeting for insulation; it looked extremely rustic.

“The houses in the mainland are really shabby,” he said, tugging at the red scarf around his neck, his sense of superiority almost overflowing.

Lu Yaoting sneered. He had received an elite education in Hong Kong since childhood and was proficient in piano and horseback riding. Big brother? He was just a country bumpkin who couldn't even recognize all the ABCs. Apart from his brute strength, what made him think he could compare to him?

"Dad's eyesight is really failing," he thought to himself. "Why would he leave his beautiful villa in Hong Kong to come to this poor, remote place and freeze, just to see that older brother he's never met before?"

"Yaoting".

Lu Rensheng spoke in a deep voice, his two words carrying an undeniable authority. Lu Yaoting reluctantly shut his mouth, his heart filled with resentment, glaring at his father with his neck stiff.

Suddenly, her eyes lit up as she caught sight of Xia Qianqian standing behind Wang Meihua. Her slender waist was wrapped in a red silk cotton-padded jacket, her black hair was loosely tied behind her head, and her cheeks were slightly red from the cold, like a freshly picked peach.

Lu Yaoting's gaze immediately changed as he looked her up and down, inwardly scoffing: This older brother is truly blessed, having married a sister-in-law even more beautiful than a celebrity.

Lu Yaoting originally thought he couldn't stand staying in this remote and impoverished place and was eager to return to his seaside villa in Hong Kong for the New Year, but the moment he caught a glimpse of Xia Qianqian, his mind immediately started to wander.

Those peach blossom eyes, which were originally filled with impatience, were now glued to Xia Qianqian and couldn't look away. If he had such a beauty to accompany him, he wouldn't mind staying in this wretched place for a few more days.

He was a well-known "ladies' man" in Hong Kong, best known for playing the hero who rescues beauties in distress.

In his eyes, Xia Qianqian was like a pearl covered in dust, its luster worn away by this poor mountain village.

If we can coax her to go to Hong Kong, with her figure and looks, she could become a top star with just a little makeover!

That way, they can not only add a cash cow to their own film company, but also give that country bumpkin a good slap in the face.

If he had to watch his woman with someone else, he would probably be so angry he'd vomit blood.

Lu Yaoting became increasingly smug, his fingers unconsciously stroking the red scarf around his neck.

In Hong Kong, what kind of beauties hadn't he seen? But Xia Qianqian's aloofness and stubbornness were more alluring than those heavily made-up Miss Hong Kong contestants.

He was certain that Xia Qianqian would agree; what woman could resist the temptation of becoming a star? He hoped that when his elder brother suffered this humiliation, he would give up on himself, thus solidifying his position in their father's heart.

Lu Yaoting sneered inwardly. What kind of elder brother was he? He was just a brute who made a living by brute force.

Do you really think that kind of ruthless approach from the mainland will work in Hong Kong? We Hong Kong businessmen believe in making money through harmony and rely on our brains!

My father is such an old-fashioned man, he can't keep up with the times! Although his film company lost money on the first two films, at least it got off the ground. As long as he can find a few more beauties like Xia Qianqian to make erotic films, he won't have to worry about making money.

Thinking of this, his gaze swept over Xia Qianqian, and a determined smile appeared on his lips.

Xia Qianqian felt extremely uncomfortable under his gaze, her brows furrowing tightly. The man's eyes were as sticky as flies, filled with undisguised scrutiny and calculation, which made her feel nauseous from the bottom of her heart.

Lu Yaoting misunderstood. Seeing Xia Qianqian frown, he assumed she was attracted by his charm and was just pretending to be reserved.

He adjusted his fashionable red scarf and revealed what he thought was a dashing smile. In Hong Kong, countless female stars would line up to try and marry him. Xia Qianqian, a country woman, would probably have been smitten by a young talent like him long ago.

However, he didn't rush to say these things, since his father wouldn't leave him so soon and he had plenty of time.

"Meihua, why are you still so stubborn?" Lu Rensheng scoffed, his tone as casual as if he were discussing the weather. "Isn't it common for a man to have three wives and four concubines? Wasn't your mother also the second wife of the Wang family? She still lived a good life, didn't she?"

These words pierced Wang Meihua's heart. She trembled violently, her fingers digging into her palms until her nails almost dug into her flesh: "Lu Rensheng! Have you forgotten what you said when you married me?!"

Her voice was hoarse: "I gave you my entire dowry as capital, and I said I didn't ask for any status or wealth, as long as you remembered 'one life, one love, one partner'! How did you promise me that?!"

Lu Rensheng, however, seemed to have heard the biggest joke in the world: "You're going to be a grandmother, and you still believe these children's playful words?"

“I’m not here today to settle old scores with you. If you’re willing to come back to Hong Kong with me, you can still be the mistress of the Lu family; if you’re not, then stay here in this dilapidated house and live your poor life. I don’t care.”

He paused, his gaze sweeping across the courtyard before finally settling on the mud-brick wall behind Wang Meihua, as if looking at something insignificant: "I came here for Lu Zheng."

Wang Meihua suddenly looked up, the tears in her eyes instantly freezing: "What do you want to do to him?"

"What for?" Lu Rensheng raised an eyebrow, a meaningful smile playing on his lips. "He's my son, Lu Rensheng's son. He can't stay stuck in this poor mountain village as a peasant for the rest of his life. Come back to Hong Kong with me, and he'll have a share of the Lu family business in the future."