Chapter 82: How Could It Not Be Considered Unique Taste?

The Lu family’s living room.

Mrs. Lu brought the freshly brewed tea to the old man’s side, her tone gentle, “When Chengze comes back later, don’t get angry. Just talk things over calmly.”

“That child grew up in an orphanage after all, he’s not close to us. If things get out of hand, he might become estranged from us.”

At the door, Lu Chengze heard Mrs. Lu’s words, paused for a moment, then stepped firmly inside.

Hearing the footsteps, everyone in the room looked up.

Mrs. Lu’s smile remained unchanged, but her eyes were cold.

Mr. Lu was expressionless, his emotions unreadable.

Only Lu Jingyi, the youngest, put down her phone, raised her eyes, and looked at Lu Chengze twice.

His clothes had been torn by Mrs. Liu, and he hadn’t had time to change. The scratches on his face were also red and swollen, making him look particularly pathetic.

Although she had watched the live broadcast countless times, seeing Lu Chengze in such a sorry state face-to-face still made her feel a bit of satisfaction.

Lu Jingyi raised her exquisitely drawn eyebrows, her voice rising, full of mockery, “Oh, Big Brother, you’ve got a new look?”

Her eyes scanned him up and down, “Is this… the beggar style making a comeback?”

She couldn’t help but laugh after she finished speaking.

“Look at me, I went abroad for a while, and I don’t even know what’s popular in Beijing anymore. But Big Brother’s taste is indeed quite unique.”

He didn’t like the daughter of the Jian family, but instead preferred someone like Liu Yiyi.

How could it not be considered unique taste?

Her “unique taste” was laden with meaning.

In the past, even though Mr. Lu favored Lu Chengyuan and Lu Jingyi, he wouldn’t have allowed Lu Jingyi to be so unrestrained in front of Lu Chengze.

Today, however, he just sat there, watching coldly.

Mrs. Lu glared at her daughter in reprimand, “Jingyi, don’t talk nonsense.”

“I should be asking you, can you even count how many mistakes you’ve made?!”

Lu Chengze lowered his head, his body trembling.

Old Master Lu sneered, “Chengze, you should know why I value you. You’ve always been steady, but why did you lose your mind at the most crucial moment?”

Everyone whispered behind his back that he was a kept man, but was being a kept man really so enjoyable?

Old Master Lu’s eyes flashed with a hint of mockery.

“If you had just endured it a little longer, endured until you married Jian Yao, why would you have ended up like this? You even dragged the company down with you!”

Lu Chengze had been drunk last night and had been tossing and turning until now, without a single bite of food. He was dizzy and lightheaded, but he still raised his head to meet Old Master Lu’s gaze.

“Then what do you think I should have done, Father?”

“Be servile to Jian Yao? Coax her into marrying me, swallow the Jian family, and contribute to the Lu family’s business?”

Lu Chengze laughed without mirth, his words biting, “I’m not that despicable!”

He didn’t know how others viewed his relationship with Jian Yao, but he could swear to heaven that he had never been with Jian Yao because of the Jian family’s assets.

He admitted that he had taken the wrong path in his treatment of Jian Yao, mistaking a wolf for a sheep, and he deserved to be in his current predicament.

But he truly liked Jian Yao. Using Liu Yiyi to provoke her was indeed due to his inferiority complex, he wanted Jian Yao to be more submissive to satisfy his ego.

However, his feelings for Jian Yao had never been mixed with any financial interests. Asking for her help was simply because he thought they would eventually become a family, inseparable.

Old Master Lu was almost choked by his words, he reached out and grabbed a cup from the table, throwing it at Lu Chengze.

“You rebellious son!”

He dared to contradict his own father!

The porcelain cup hit Lu Chengze’s head, then shattered on the ground, tea leaves and water mixed together, flowing down his cheek.

The hot water burned his wound, a searing pain.

But Lu Chengze didn’t even blink, his gaze swept across the faces of those present, and he continued, “I know, I’ve never been welcome in this family.”

He carried the title of eldest son, but in reality, even the housekeeper dared to give him a hard time.

He was more like a tool for Old Master Lu to seize the Jian family’s assets than the Lu family’s eldest son.

Lu Chengze took a deep breath, “I’ve already gotten the loan contract from the Li family, I’ll pay it back myself. As for the company’s affairs, I used the wrong people, you can blame everything on me, I have nothing to say.”

He wiped the tea leaves off his face with his hand and stood up, supporting himself with his hand, “You can do whatever you want, I only have one request.”

“Leave the Lu family.”

His face was taut, his expression serious, his tone firm.

As soon as the words left his mouth.

Mrs. Lu, who had been acting as a background character, suddenly raised her head, her eyes narrowed as she carefully observed Lu Chengze’s expression, as if she was confirming whether he was serious or just retreating.

Lu Jingyi, who was busy reapplying her lipstick, raised her head in surprise, her gaze towards Lu Chengze filled with contemplation.

Only Old Master Lu narrowed his eyes, a flash of ruthlessness in them, “Leave the Lu family?”

“What do you think you are? Without the Lu family, you’re nothing!”

He’ll pay back the loan?

Easy to say.

What will he use to pay it back? His face, which was scratched by someone?

Does he think there will be another Jian Yao who will be devoted and selfless, and help him again?

Lu Chengze opened his mouth as if he was about to say something.

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

Lu Chengyuan rushed in from outside, his face pale.

“Dad, the company is in trouble!”