Pampered by the Billionaire-Chapter 59 - 58 All I Ask is That You Don’t Cry Don’t Be Sad_1

59: Chapter 58: All I Ask is That You Don’t Cry, Don’t Be Sad_1

59 -58: All I Ask is That You Don’t Cry, Don’t Be Sad_1

Li Weihuan listened and a faint smile tugged at his lips.

“Older sister, if anyone should be thanking someone, isn’t it you?

If you hadn’t invited Uncle Lu over, would he have come to fetch me so early in the morning?”

Li Mufang’s face cooled a few degrees at his words.

“If you behaved better, I wouldn’t have had to bother Uncle Lu!”

Li Weihuan chose to remain silent.

His phone rang.

It was a text message from Bai Yuchuan: Nanxi is here too.

I’m taking her to our place first.

Come over after you sort out your family affairs.

It’s not often that a young girl wakes up so early to pick you up!

Li Weihuan’s heart ached.

The hand that clutched his phone tightened.

Li Mufang, sitting beside Li Weihuan, naturally saw the content of the message.

She watched as Li Weihuan searched his contacts for a contact saved under the name ‘Wife’ and dialed it.

Li Mufang took a deep breath.

Resigned to keeping him in check, she decided not to meddle in this trivial matter.

The call was quickly answered.

Nanxi’s voice, sounding slightly hoarse, came over the phone.

“Weihuan…”

The sound of her voice made Li Weihuan wish he could jump out of the car and find her that very instant.

He held his tongue, however.

“I’m sorry, my dear,” Li Weihuan said.

“Whatever punishment you have in mind for me, I’ll accept it.

All I ask is that you don’t cry, don’t get upset, and don’t stress yourself out…”

The man driving the car in front glanced at Li Weihuan through the rearview mirror, his eyes deep and unreadable.

Nanxi, on the other end of the phone, hadn’t been particularly upset before, but his words made her eyes damp.

Biting her lip, she said, “Don’t talk like that, I’m not weak, I’m doing well!”

After a pause, she cautioned, “Be nice to your family, okay?

You’ve come such a long way, so go home and see your parents first.

They must miss you so much…”

“More than you miss me?”

Li Weihuan seldom said such sweet words in public, yet knowing that Nanxi had come to pick him up, his emotions are already overflowing.

As an apparent show of defiance against Li Mufang, he barely managed to suppress his feelings.

Li Mufang, sitting next to him, indeed let go of the hand she had been restraining of his.

Turning her gaze to the window, Li Weihuan instantly felt more at ease.

Li Weihuan didn’t wait for Nanxi’s response.

He closed his eyes and could imagine that her face was probably that of a ripe, red apple by now.

He was well aware of how easily her face turned red.

Li Weihuan said, “Go and rest at Zhang Mu’s and Xiaobai’s first.

Get some sleep in my room.

I promise that when you open your eyes again, I’ll be right in front of you.”

Old Man Bai Yuchuan bought him a four-room house.

Yan Chenqing and Zhang Mu also moved in.

At the time, Li Weihuan was still in China, so he took one of the rooms, expecting that one day when he had no other place to go, he could rely on his three brothers.

Biting her lip with her face blushing so deeply it could be bleeding, Nanxi wondered if there was anyone else next to Li Weihuan.

There probably was.

Despite his words, Nanxi didn’t want to ruin his mood or annoy him, especially since he had just returned.

She nodded in agreement, saying, “Okay!”

Li Weihuan, satisfied with her response, hung up the call and carefully placed his cherished phone back in his pocket, mainly out of fear that it would be confiscated by Li Mufang.

The driver, Lu Yinchu, turned a corner and glanced at Li Weihuan through the rearview mirror.

He asked in a deep voice, “Is she your girlfriend?

You’ve never mentioned her before…”

“Yep.” Li Weihuan nodded, pursing his lips.

“We’ve been together for a while now.

My mother disapproves, so I don’t want my beloved girlfriend to suffer any unfair treatment.

That’s why I planned to settle things with my mother before discussing it…”

Li Mufang, sitting next to him, took a sideways glance at Li Weihuan.

Ignoring her, he put on a roguish grin.

Lu Yinchu reached for a cigarette.

When Li Weihuan asked for one too, Lu Yinchu hesitated before giving in.

“Uncle Lu, I’m 25 years old, not a child…”

Lu Yinchu smiled and handed him one.

Li Mufang scrunched up her eyebrows but said nothing further.

After taking a drag, Lu Yinchu asked, “Why doesn’t your auntie approve of her?

Is she not good enough?”

Li Weihuan frowned.

“If she’s not good enough, then there wouldn’t be a good woman left in the world…”

Pensively, he said, “…Uncle, you know my mother.

Her definition of ‘good’ is tied to wealth and power.

Unfortunately, the woman I love comes from an average family with average wealth…

With these conditions, no matter how good she is, she will never be deemed ‘good’ in my mother’s eyes.”

Lu Yinchu paused for a moment before he said, “Why not bring her to meet me one day?

If I think she’s good, I can help you speak to your aunt.”

Exhaling a puff of smoke, the man’s gaze was intense and mysterious.

Seated in the rear, Li Weihuan said, “I’ll handle this issue myself.”

Glancing at his nephew, who was seven years his junior through the rearview mirror, Lu Yinchu remained silent and continued to drive.

He didn’t take the car to the Li residence.

Li Mufang figured it would be better to let the patriarch keep an eye on Li Weihuan as her parents wouldn’t be able to.

So, they ended up going to the Lu residence.

By the time they arrived, it was 5:20 am, and the sky was already bright.

Most of the staff were already awake.

Although the patriarch was still asleep, Xia Zhen had already gotten up.

Xia Zhen had been wide awake when Lu Yinchu left in the morning.

Since her husband was rarely home, she had quit her job to focus on taking care of her family.

She attended to the needs of her children and elderly family members meticulously and attentively.

Now that the patriarch was at home, she’d planned to prepare some nourishing dishes for him, hence her early rising.

However, she hadn’t expected her son to bring home Li Weihuan.

Surprised, she listened to Lu Yinchu explaining the situation.

Despite this, she felt relieved and looked at Li Weihuan for a long while.

Finally, she observed that he had lost weight, blaming it on American junk food like burgers, fries, and beef.

She suggested to Li Weihuan to rest before she made him some good local Chinese food to nourish his health.

Li Weihuan genuinely adored the Lu family’s warmth and Xia Zhen, who was of his aunt’s age, even though there wasn’t a big age gap between them and his mother.

After Li Weihuan went to rest, Li Mufang also took a short nap in the guest room, leaving only Lu Yinchu awake.

He went to his study, prompting Xia Zhen to sigh, “It’s still early, why don’t you catch some sleep?

You can’t keep this up, it’ll take a toll on your health.”

Lu Yinchu replied, “I’m not tired.

I’ll take a nap at noon.

Mother, you can go ahead with your chores.

Don’t worry, I’m fine!”

Xia Zhen had no choice but to leave.

Meanwhile, Lu Yinchu opened his laptop, sat down with pursed lips, and took out his phone.

After hesitating for a while, he dialed a number.