Chapter 82 How come it’s not considered a special taste?

In Lu's living room.

Mrs. Lu handed the freshly brewed tea to the old man and said in a gentle tone, "When Chengze comes back later, don't be angry. Let's talk it over nicely."

"After all, the child grew up in an orphanage and was not close to us. It would be bad if the time was wrong and he became alienated from us."

When Lu Chengze, who was standing at the door, heard what Mrs. Lu said, he paused for a moment, then stepped in firmly.

Hearing the footsteps, several people in the room looked up.

Mrs. Lu kept smiling but her eyes were cold.

Mr. Lu had a blank expression on his face, and it was impossible to tell what his emotions were.

Only the youngest girl, Lu Jingyi, put down her phone and looked up at Lu Chengze.

His clothes were torn by Liu Mu, and he had no time to change them. The scratches on his face were red and swollen, making him look particularly ferocious.

Even though I have watched the live broadcast recording countless times, it still feels good to see such a ferocious Lu Chengze face to face.

Lu Jingyi raised her delicate eyebrows and said with a high tone, full of sarcasm, "Hey, big brother, have you changed your look?"

She scanned the area with her eyes, "Is this, the beggar costume becoming popular again?"

After she finished speaking, she couldn't help laughing.

"Look at me. I went abroad and when I came back I didn't even know what was popular in Beijing. But my taste is really special."

He doesn't like the daughter of the Jian family, but instead likes someone like Liu Yiyi.

How come it doesn’t taste special?

Her words "special taste" are very meaningful.

In the past, even if Mr. Lu favored Lu Chengyuan and Lu Jingyi, he would not allow Lu Jingyi to be so presumptuous in front of Lu Chengze.

Today, he just sat aside and watched coldly.

Mrs. Lu glared at her daughter in reproach, "Jingyi, stop talking nonsense."

Lu Jingyi was idly stroking the ends of her beautifully groomed hair, smiling innocently, but all she said was something like "Let Lu Chengze go to hell."

"Mom, what are you afraid of?"

"My brother's fiancée ran away, his project failed, and he was bitten by his pet chicks, but he was fine. My few words are nothing to him."

After she finished speaking, she even winked at Lu Chengze provocatively, the silver sequined eyeshadow at the end of her eyes shining brightly.

Playful and cute.

Lu Chengze glanced at her coldly, then passed her over to look at the unmoved old man, and finally lowered his noble head.

"Father."

Mr. Lu raised his eyes and fixed his scrutinizing gaze on his scratched face. After making sure that the wound was not deep and would not leave a scar, he looked away and spoke in a flat voice.

"Kneel down."

Mr. Lu actually made his fortune thanks to Mrs. Lu, and his family background is not deep.

But because of this, he was extremely concerned about his reputation, and the rules at home were very strict. It was common for children in the family to be punished by being made to kneel down if they made mistakes.

But after he grew up, in order to save the children's face, he would dismiss the servants in the room in advance when he was punished to kneel.

Today, the old man seemed to have forgotten, and the kind Mrs. Lu was only focused on giving the old man a massage and didn't seem to notice.

As for Lu Jingyi, she was already being disrespectful to her old man by not taking a photo with her mobile phone and watching it over and over again, let alone speaking for Lu Chengze.

Lu Chengze stood alone in the middle of the living room, like a prisoner being interrogated by three judges.

He gritted his teeth and clenched his hands tightly at his sides, leaving red marks on his palms with his well-trimmed nails.

Lu Chengze took a deep breath, unwilling in his heart, but he could only kneel down obediently.

"Do you know where you went wrong?"

After Mr. Lu finished speaking, he sneered and said, "You asked the wrong question."

"I should ask you if you can still count how many mistakes you have made!"

Lu Chengze lowered his head, his body trembling.

Master Lu sneered, "Chengze, you should know why I value you. You have always been steady, so why did you make a mistake at the most critical moment?"

Everyone says behind his back that he is a freeloader, but is freeloader really that delicious?

There was a hint of sneer in Mr. Lu's eyes.

"If you had been patient and had married Jian Yao, you wouldn't have ended up like this. You've even implicated the company!"

Lu Chengze had a hangover last night and had been busy today. He hadn't eaten a single grain of rice and was almost dizzy. However, he still looked up and looked into Old Man Lu's eyes when he heard this.

"So what do you think I should do, father?"

"Bow down to Jian Yao? Coax her into marrying me, swallowing up the Jian family, and adding bricks and tiles to the Lu family's business?"

Lu Chengze smiled but didn't really smile, and paused for a word, "I'm not that mean!"

He didn't know how other people viewed the relationship between him and Jian Yao, but he swore to God that he and Jian Yao were never together because of the Jian family's business.

He admitted that he had taken the wrong approach in dealing with Jian Yao, that he had let a wolf into his house without knowing his nature, and that he deserved what had happened.

But he really likes Jian Yao, and he uses Liu Yiyi to stimulate her. It is indeed because of his inferiority complex that he wants Jian Yao to be more docile to satisfy his self-esteem.

But his feelings for Jian Yao were never mixed with self-interest. He asked her for help only because he felt that they would become a family sooner or later, indistinguishable from each other.

Mr. Lu was almost suffocated by his words. He picked up the cup on the table and threw it at Lu Chengze.

"Rebellious son!"

The yin and yang are coming to my head!

The porcelain cup hit Lu Chengze on the head and then fell to the ground and shattered. The tea leaves mixed with the tea flowed down his cheeks.

The hot water corroded the wounds on my face, causing waves of burning pain.

Lu Chengze didn't even blink, his eyes swept across the faces of the people present, and continued, "I know that this family has never welcomed me."

He bears the title of the eldest master, but in reality even the butler dares to give him a cold shoulder.

Rather than saying that he is the eldest son of the Lu family, it would be more accurate to say that he is a tool used by Mr. Lu to embezzle the Jian family's property.

Lu Chengze took a deep breath and said, "I have already obtained the loan contract from Li's company, and I will pay the money back myself. As for the things in the company, I hired the wrong people. You can put all the blame on me, I have nothing to say."

He raised his hand to wipe the tea off his face and stood up with his hands on the ground. "You can do whatever you want. I only have one request."

"Leave the Lu family."

He frowned, looked serious, and spoke in a firm tone.

The words fell.

Mrs. Lu, who had been acting as a background, suddenly raised her head, squinted her eyes and carefully observed Lu Chengze's expression, as if to confirm whether he was serious or retreating to advance.

Lu Jingyi, who was busy applying lipstick, looked up in surprise and looked at Lu Chengze with a more thoughtful look.

Only Mr. Lu narrowed his eyes, a fierce look flashed across his eyes, "Want to leave the Lu family?"

"Who do you think you are? Without the Lu family, you are nothing!"

He will pay back the loan?

That's easy to say.

What should I give him in return? His scratched face?

Do you think there will be another Jian Yao who will be so devoted and willing to help him without hesitation?

Lu Chengze opened his mouth, as if he wanted to say something.

Suddenly, there was a sound of hurried footsteps outside the door.

Lu Chengyuan came in hurriedly from outside, looking extremely bad.

"Dad, something happened at the company!"