Indulging Mrs. Lu-Chapter 990 - 987: Lu Jincheng in a Sorry State

Lu Xinyun muttered to herself, pretending to be obsequious, "I just wanted to see if Nangong Xuan was staying at home."

She pouted and tapped Lu Xinyun’s forehead, "You!" Then she shook her head, "Xiao Xuan went back to the hotel early this morning. Tomorrow we’ll tidy up a guest room and let him stay with us." 𝘧𝑟𝑒𝑒𝘸𝘦𝘣𝑛𝑜𝘷𝑒𝓁.𝘤𝘰𝓂

Lu Xinyun’s eyes lit up, "Really?"

"Of course. He’s not familiar with B City, and staying outside would be quite inconvenient."

Xiao Qing’s arrangement had merit.

If Nangong Xuan stayed at a hotel and was unfamiliar with B City, he’d likely ask Lu Xinyun out frequently. At that point, Lu Jinyang would definitely worry about Lu Xinyun’s safety, and over time, his opinions of Nangong Xuan would worsen.

But Lu Xinyun didn’t think that far ahead; hearing that Mommy wanted Nangong Xuan to stay at their home made her heart race uncontrollably.

Especially when she thought about how he looked at her in that way, as he stood by her door tonight...

"Xinyun, what are you thinking about?"

Xiao Qing noticed Lu Xinyun was lost in thought and called out to her several times with no response, eventually tapping her. Unexpectedly, she let out a shriek and dashed upstairs, leaving Xiao Qing standing there in shock.

This child, so easily startled. Who does she take after?

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Leng Shuangshuang left Lu Xinyun’s room and immediately headed to the study. She initially intended to just take a look, but was shocked by what she saw when she opened the door.

In her eyes, Lu Jincheng was akin to a deity; she had never seen him so disheveled before.

Lu Jincheng was slumped in the chair, defeated, his usually impeccable image gone as he leaned back with closed eyes. He didn’t intend to be like this, but since he couldn’t move his limbs, he figured he might as well abandon using his eyes.

When Leng Shuangshuang entered, she saw him tied up, head resting on the chair, eyes closed.

Finding him here set her mind at ease. Indeed, Uncle Lu had tied him up.

She softly retreated from the study, not wanting to disturb him. Yet, the sound of her shoe hitting the door made him open his eyes.

For a moment, their eyes met.

Leng Shuangshuang looked away, embarrassed, preparing to close the door when she heard him say, "Come here."

After hesitating, she walked over, separated from him by the desk.

Lu Jincheng gazed at the woman who dared not meet his eyes, his own eyes darkening. He stared at her for a while before saying, "Come and untie the ropes."

"...Okay."

Her legs trembled slightly as she walked toward him.

This was their first conversation since that night three months ago.

Unexpectedly, it was under such circumstances.

Lu Jincheng’s hands were tied behind the chair, and Leng Shuangshuang circled behind him, easily untying the knots. She thought once his hands were free, he’d be able to untie his feet himself.

So she stepped aside.

Lu Jincheng thought the same; with his hands free, untying his feet should be easy.

However, upon seeing how his feet were bound, he felt an urge to curse.

His own father had tied his left foot separately to the chair and table leg, while his right foot was tied to the table leg on the opposite side — a place out of his reach.

The worst part was that his dad had pulled his feet under the table, and, given his long legs, made it impossible in such a challenging setting to successfully crouch beneath the table. Therefore, even though his hands were free, he was unable to crouch down to untie himself in this situation.