Twenty years ago.
Lu Ming's daughter, whom he had raised for twenty years, suddenly spoke to him.
She wanted to support another orphaned boy's education.
The boy lost both his parents and had a pitiful background.
However, the Lu family was not a wealthy or powerful family. His wife only had an elementary school education, and he only had a junior high school education. They made a living by working as repairmen.
It's truly a stroke of good luck for a family to have a college student like Lu Chaoxi.
But while the smoke was just smoke, supporting a college student's education back then was by no means an easy task.
If we add another one, then the family will really be eating coarse food and wild vegetables.
Even with Fang Lanyun's kind heart, there was nothing she could do to help.
Therefore, it is entirely appropriate to say that Lu Ming had no desire to associate with that boy.
“My mom also knows that my grandpa is actually stubborn but soft-hearted. If my mom had cried and begged more, my grandpa might have softened his heart and gritted his teeth and agreed, but she didn’t.”
Lu Yibei said, "In my grandma's words, 'Your mom didn't come to beg us, she just came to let us know.' After that, my mom rarely came home and didn't ask my grandparents for living expenses or anything like that. My grandfather was furious, thinking my mom was threatening to sever ties, but after all, she was the daughter he had raised for over twenty years... In the end, they discovered that my mom and dad had been working, and together they had supported their tuition and living expenses..."
"Of course, my grandfather still disagreed with my mother being with my father. After all, she was the daughter he had been proud of for half his life. It would be a lie to say that he didn't want her to marry into a good family. At least the definition of a 'good family' couldn't be a poor boy who had lost both parents."
“But my mom has been like this since she was little. She believes that if something is right, even her parents can’t do anything about it.”
"Plus, my dad was able to marry into the family."
"Their marriage was completed half-heartedly."
As he spoke, Lu Yibei chuckled: "So, it's not just me who says this; even my grandparents sometimes joke that 'Chaoxi has never liked anything since she was little, except for her husband'—but I think if she didn't have that kind of liking, my mother wouldn't have made that decision back then."
"Don't let my mom's current image as a professional lawyer and strong woman fool you."
"But she was only in her early twenties back then, about the same age as me now."
"Don't even mention you, there are many times when I don't feel that she likes me."
"But what else can I do? It's perfectly reasonable for my mom to love my dad, so as her son, I can only respect and wish her well."
Lu Yibei glanced at the girl nestled in his arms and said softly:
"So, my mom likes you, and we'll still live the same life."
"She doesn't like you, but we can still live together the same way."
“She was originally a rebellious teenager who didn’t listen to her parents. Twenty years later, she became a rebellious woman who would charge her relatives three times the lawyer’s fees. But rebellious as she was, my grandmother said my mother understood a principle from a young age: ‘What you want, others want too; what you don’t want, others don’t want either. This is normal.’”
"The cold-hearted Ms. Lu wouldn't care whether she likes her daughter-in-law or not."
"So, she might not like you, but she definitely won't hate you either."
"As for you, heroine, you don't need to worry too much about her feelings."
"After all, she can't even consider the feelings of my grandparents."
As he spoke, a hint of self-reproach appeared in Lu Yibei's eyes, and his voice became even gentler:
"That sounds a bit like playing hard to get. After all, from your perspective, you'd definitely want my mom to like you, but that's just how she is... there's nothing I can do about it..."
He couldn't make Ms. Lu fall in love with Lady Ji.
The only thing we can do is use sweet words to make Lady Ji not take this matter too seriously.
But Ji Qingqian didn't blame her boyfriend at all. She continued to snuggle her head into his arms and whispered:
"Abei, you've worked so hard to make my parents like you. If you have to work hard to make your parents like me too, that would be too tiring."
"I can't make everyone like me like you, Abei, that's because I'm not capable enough."
"Besides, it's not just Ms. Lu who's cold-hearted; am I, Lady Ji, not cold-hearted too?"
"I want to date Mr. Lu, and I want to marry Mr. Lu, not that Ms. Lu—"
What makes my girlfriend so endearing is her excessive understanding; she has never made any unreasonable demands.
Lu Yibei held Ji Qingqian's body in his arms, and the soft touch made his heart soften even more.
"—Heroine, could you say that again?"
"What?"
"It's about the part where she's dating Mr. Lu—oh, the important part is the last sentence."
"I don't."
Ji Qingqian refused, then blinked.
Her normally aloof eyes always revealed a hint of playfulness in front of Lu Yibei.
"unless……"
"unless?"
"Young Master Lu, can you give me a kiss?"
"...Where should I kiss you?"
"Ugh! Pervert! Get out of here—"
"I asked if it was your face or your mouth—what's with kicking me in the face? I won't kiss your foot, heroine, give up, absolutely not, even if you insist... um, then I'll insist—"
"Little—pervert—"
Under the bright spring sunshine, the temperature was close to thirty degrees Celsius.
But the holiday ended with a rainy day.
Temperatures have dropped back to just over ten degrees Celsius.
Liu Jie stood on the dormitory balcony, his hands tucked into his coat sleeves, looking exactly like an old man, gazing wistfully at the gray sky.
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