After Lu Qi'an ended the call with his father, Lu Zhiyuan's assistant drove to the downstairs of the apartment to pick him up within ten minutes.
On the way to Lu's house, the assistant tried to chat with Lu Qi'an. First, he asked about his daily life. After he didn't get an answer, he turned to his studies: "How was the final exam?"
Lu Qi'an stared out the car window and replied coldly, "Not bad."
The assistant laughed dryly and said, "Mr. Lu has always been assured of your studies. But you didn't study abroad this year. Is there something wrong?"
Lu Qi'an just hummed, very perfunctory, the assistant was not sure if he heard what he said.
Thinking of Lu Zhiyuan's cold tone when he asked him to pick up someone, the assistant felt a headache. He bite the bullet and continued: "However, if you don't go abroad this year, you can go home and live there. Mr. Lu must be very happy."
Lu Qi'an still didn't speak. This time, the assistant can be sure that he didn't listen to him.
After being silent all the way, the assistant escorted Lu Qi'an to the gate of Lu's house. The assistant is very familiar with this big house. If he really wants to investigate it, Lu Qi'an has not come back as many times as he has.
Since Qi Bing's death, the large house of the Lu family has become empty. The third floor was cleaned most thoroughly. The room originally used as Qi Bing's ward was evacuated overnight, and everything from furniture to floor tiles was replaced with new ones.
The nurse left, the servant who took care of Qi Bing left, and the doctor never came.
In a house of several hundred square meters, suddenly only the father and son were left.
A few years later, as the father and son quarreled in front of Qi Bing's tomb, Lu Qi'an also moved out. The house is even more empty, and only Lu Zhiyuan lives here.
The servants meticulously maintain the furniture display in the room, as if there is a happy family living here. But Lu Zhiyuan almost only used the big study room on the second floor. Outside the study room, the assistant used it more.
After entering the door, the assistant saw that the housekeeping aunt did not come out to greet them, so she guessed that the aunt should be driven back by Lu Zhiyuan. He thought for a while, and said to Lu Qi'an, "Mr. Lu is in the study, wait for me to make you a cup of tea, and moisten your throat before you speak. Don't be too anxious."
Lu Qi'an knew what he was referring to, so he ignored him and went upstairs: "No need."
The assistant looked at his back helplessly. Before the Lu family's father and son met, he felt the tense atmosphere for no reason. He has been under Lu Zhiyuan for many years, and he almost watched the Lu family's father and son step by step to where they are today. Although it is regrettable, he also knows that he has no position to join in.
Lu Qi'an went upstairs, stood in front of the brown wooden door of the study, and knocked three times without hesitation.
The response from the door was quick: "Come in."
Lu Qi'an pushed open the door, trying to keep himself calm and awake. Whether he wanted it or not, whether he was ready or not, when he entered this study, he had to be Lu Zhiyuan's son, and he had to meet his father's eyes that seemed to be able to see through him.
Lu Zhiyuan sat on the office chair and looked at his son with scrutiny, as if he was evaluating a certain product to see if its performance was as good as expected.
"Dad." Lu Qi'an said hello as usual, "Excuse me, how is your health recently?"
Lu Zhiyuan didn't restrain his oppressive gaze, and said, "Don't say polite words, I'm all right, but you, come back after a long time, and tell me what you've been up to recently."
Lu Qi'an answered calmly: "Of course you know what I did."
As long as Lu Zhiyuan wanted to check, he could easily find out where Lu Qi'an had been these days and who he was with. Certain teachers in the school, as well as Aunt Miao, who comes to the apartment every day, will report to Lu Zhiyuan about his current situation every once in a while. Lu Qi'an knows this.
He never deliberately concealed it. So when Lu Zhiyuan noticed something, he would definitely ask Li Qinhe for the specific situation. With Lu Zhiyuan's character, he could endure until today to call Lu Qi'an over for questioning, which is already the limit.
Sure enough, Lu Zhiyuan sank his face and asked him sternly: "You rejected your overseas study plan, and checked the information of several domestic universities with the teacher named Liu in your school, because you are planning to stay in China to study. ?"
Although no one said it clearly, Lu Qi'an would go abroad to study every holiday, and his family agreed that he would go abroad to study in college.
Just a few months ago, Lu Qi'an also thought so. He planned his future early in the morning, and even considered that after finishing university abroad, he would hone in a few years abroad before coming back to contact the Lu family's career.
He never thought that one day he would overthrow his past self so completely.
"Yes." Lu Qi'an said, "The first-class universities in China are not far behind foreign countries. It is the same whether you go abroad or not. If you have the opportunity, you can also study abroad during the holidays."
Lu Zhiyuan frowned and repeated his words word for word: "Whether you go abroad...all the same?"
He felt ridiculous. No matter how cold the relationship between him and Lu Qi'an was, he regarded Lu Qi'an as his successor, carefully educated him, and paved all the way for him. However, Lu Qi'an gave him a sentence, "It's the same whether I go abroad or not"
Lu Zhiyuan lowered his voice and said, "Lu Qi'an, the reason why you have grown up to what you are today is because you are my son, and I will give you the best material conditions and the best education. You must be clear, because You have the Lu family behind you, so you can take that illegitimate child to live in the apartment I bought for you, let the housekeeping aunt I hired for you take care of him, and let my subordinates help him solve the problem of fighting."
There was deep disgust in Lu Zhiyuan's eyes, "It's fine for you to make small troubles, but now you're giving up your planned studies in order to be with an illegitimate child?"
In his mouth, "illegitimate child" is just a symbol, representing something he disdains. Fu Jia's gender and life experience are not worth his concern, because he has never regarded Fu Jia as a person.
If Lu Qi'an simply talked to Fu Jia about his feelings, that would be understandable. He wouldn't forcefully break them up, and he would even help cover it up so that Lu Wanqing wouldn't notice it.
He just thought it was Lu Qi'an who bought a piece of furniture they didn't like at home—how else could the furniture change the owner
If you can, throw it out.
Lu Qi'an always stood up straight, no matter how ugly his father's words were, he maintained his apparent calm, but his hands that were hanging by his side clenched unconsciously.
He took a deep breath and said, "I know you don't agree with me. But I always remember that when I went to visit Mom's grave with you that year, you said how good you treated her, satisfied all her material needs, and also Trying to help the Qi family's career, what is she dissatisfied with. I told you at the time that you only married her because her family background, appearance, and character all meet your requirements, and she is very suitable to be your wife and a wife. The mother of the child, that's why you married her. In order to let her have a child earlier, you prevented her from continuing to teach at school, and you isolated her from the original social circle and forced her into another social circle. Although she It's very uncomfortable, but you try to do it, but you never pay attention to how painful she is, you just check whether she is doing well enough..."
"Enough!" Lu Zhiyuan interrupted him angrily, "You're going to torture me for a few years with this rhetoric? Now you're talking about your problem, don't press me with your mother's affairs every time!"
Lu Qi'an suppressed his emotions and tried his best to slow down his speech: "I never thought of using words to pressure you, I was just stating the facts. Fu Jia is indeed the illegitimate child of the Lin family, but you don't need to use this word to put him down in every sentence. .I think he's good enough for me to stay in the country with him, it's my own decision, and I believe in my decision. I'm just talking to you about the shit just to prove to you that you did it for me The choice is not necessarily better than my own choice, at least with Mom, you are wrong."
The word "wrong" was easy to say, but it was like a slap in the face of Lu Zhiyuan. Lu Zhiyuan never bothered about the dead, but the living entangled him with this matter, how could he bear it
The veins on his forehead burst out, and his hands trembled with anger. He couldn't help picking up the file bag on the table and slammed it towards Lu Qi'an.
Lu Qi'an didn't hide, just closed his eyes subconsciously. The sharp corner of the file bag slid across his forehead, causing a sting. Then, sheets of printed paper fell out of the document bag and flew on him.
Lu Zhiyuan's heavy breathing was mixed with the sound of papers being scattered.
For so many years, as long as Qi Bing was mentioned, he couldn't keep his calm and couldn't help but make a move on Lu Qi'an.
His eyes were bloodshot from anger, and he looked up at Lu Qi'an, only to see him clearly for dozens of seconds. As expected, Lu Qi'an's forehead was scratched and blood was seeping out, but he held back it motionless.
There was a depressing silence in the study.
After a while, the injured Lu Qi'an apologized first: "I'm sorry. I know you don't agree, so I don't expect your support, I just hope you don't stop me."
This time, Lu Zhiyuan did not immediately refute.
How many times there have been similar conversations between their father and son, he would be furious every time, and Lu Qi'an would stand in front of him calmly every time, insisting on his own point of view.
Today, because of Fu Jia's relationship, he can't control his emotions even more.
Lu Qi'an will always be his son, he will always respect and admire him, but he will never agree with him. This is the attitude Lu Qi'an has shown today.
"Go downstairs to deal with the wound, don't come up again for a while, go back and think about it carefully, and think about the consequences of your willfulness." Lu Zhiyuan rubbed his eyebrows and said, "I will stop treating you financially. Support, no one from the Lu family will listen to your arrangements in the future, nor will they come forward to help you solve any problems."
This result did not exceed Lu Qi'an's expectations, he was already prepared.
"I'm bothering you." Lu Qi'an bowed his head and said goodbye sincerely, "I'll see you next time when I have time."
Lu Zhiyuan didn't speak.
Lu Qi'an didn't want to stay any longer, he turned around and left. But as soon as he turned his back, he heard Lu Zhiyuan say: "Give an explanation to your aunt and Feng Feng as soon as possible, you haven't seen Feng Feng for a long time, and your aunt's temperament should have been suspicious long ago, she wants to check on you. It's very simple, I just don't want to interfere with your privacy."
Lu Zhiyuan's voice was indifferent, "You are no longer worthy of the love they gave you."