DFYMHGFS Chapter 93

93 – “So, Shen Gege, shouldn’t we sleep together now?”

“Mom, you must have another way, right? Let’s find a way to teach An Xing a lesson so he can’t get engaged to Lu Tianshen! You must have a plan, don’t you?”

Tan Xiu’s train of thought was interrupted. She lowered her gaze to glance at her son and said calmly:

“Do you really think An Xing is the most important thing right now?”

“If it weren’t for An Xing, how would that bastard An Rong have been brought back early!”

An Hao said bitterly.

“We planned the Xiao family’s situation so meticulously. As long as Xiao Yi had died in the car accident and the evidence had been destroyed, even if the Xiao family uncovered the truth, they wouldn’t have been able to do anything. All the arrangements we made were supposed to work perfectly!

“But it was An Xing who had to meddle, warning Xiao Yi, which only left him injured and allowed him to uncover the truth about Little Uncle.”

“And if it weren’t for An Rong, that good-for-nothing An Xing would never have been able to inherit An Ning Jewelry. But now that he’s engaged to Lu Tianchen, the Lu family will surely help him and An Rong develop Anning Jewelry in the future. But since neither Dad nor I are at the company anymore, no matter how well Anning Jewelry does, it won’t have anything to do with us…”

As An Hao spoke, his expression grew increasingly twisted.

Tan Xiu’s face darkened as well. Though her son was foolish, there was some truth to what he said.

She had watched An Xing grow up and prided herself on knowing this weak, incompetent imposter inside and out. Until just six months ago, she held complete control over An Xing.

But at some point, An Xing had become the biggest wild card in her plans.

Even as rage churned within her, Tan Xiu remained far more composed than An Hao.

“If that imposter really gets engaged to Lu Tianshen, he’ll be beyond our reach.”

The Lu family’s influence far surpassed that of the An family; it was certainly not something An Zhaoyuan and Tan Xiu could manipulate.

To be precise, had An Zhaoming and Shen Ying not been off guard back then, she never would have succeeded in swapping the two children.

At the time, it was a spur-of-the-moment decision. Because she was nervous, and because the stakes were too high, involving human lives, she had only swapped the two children. It was only during the twenty years she spent monitoring the Ning family that Tan Xiu gradually learned how to execute her plans with greater precision.

What a pity. If she’d possessed the courage and skill she had now back then, she would have disposed of An Xing long ago. She wouldn’t have let him enjoy twenty years of life as a wealthy young master, blocking her son’s path.

But if “the An family’s child” were to die, it might drive Shen Ying and An Zhaoming to the brink of collapse. Or perhaps they’d grieve for a while and then have another son—it was impossible to say.

“Then, Mother, what should we do?”

Tan Xiu snapped back to reality, glanced at her son—whose eyes were filled with resentment, she sighed softly, and continued:

“So, we must act against him before An Xing and Lu Tianshen are officially engaged.”

An Hao’s eyes lit up.

“How do we do that?”

“They say the two of them are engaged, but Lu Tianshen’s parents are still abroad and haven’t returned at all. In other words, they don’t value An Xing at all—they might not even want these two to be engaged. And as for the Lu family, Lu Tianshen isn’t in a position to make decisions on his own yet.”

Tan Xiu spoke slowly and deliberately.

“Send someone to tell those two at the Lu household how An Xing had to grovel to the An family just to become their adopted son. They’ll absolutely refuse to let Lu Tianchen marry someone of such poor character. As for An Xing’s side, it’s even simpler: have someone tell him just how high standards the Lu couple have, and how much they dislike him.”

The tactics of sowing discord were nothing more than these few tricks. Though crude, they had always been effective.

Misunderstandings and prejudices between people arise precisely because of a lack of communication.

Tan Xiu believed that by sowing discord on both sides, misunderstandings would inevitably arise and deepen as time passed.

As for Anning Jewelry, it didn’t matter if her son couldn’t get it—the An family simply couldn’t be allowed to have it easy.

Don’t the An family members love that fake An Xing? Well, she would strike at that fake, ensuring the An family could never live a happy and fulfilling life.

*

After the annual party ended, An Xing, clutching the snack goodie bag he’d won fair and square, got into Lu Tianshen’s car and returned to the An family villa.

The Anning Jewelry annual party didn’t last long—only about two hours in total. To ensure their suits and evening gowns fit perfectly, they hadn’t eaten much the night before. Now that they were home, Aunt Zhang had already prepared a light, easily digestible dinner.

The family had just gathered around the dining table when Lu Tianshen’s phone rang. He didn’t want to answer it at first, but upon seeing the caller ID, he picked up the call.

“Boss, there’s been activity tonight with the family you asked me to keep an eye on. About an hour ago, they seemed to have an argument in their room, but the ward doors are well-insulated—I couldn’t hear it. Ten minutes ago, the woman just left the hospital.”

Lu Tianchen responded with a few brief replies, hung up the phone, and noticed everyone had fallen silent. The young man was looking at him expectantly.

Ever since he declared his sovereignty tonight, Lu Tianshen’s mood has brightened whenever he sees An Xing.

The man’s gaze softened as he reached out to ruffle the young man’s curly hair.

“It’s nothing. Tan Xiu and An Hao must have heard the news of our engagement.”

An Xing blurted out, “Did they send a gift?”

The An family: …

This kid—why is he competing with a raccoon for food!

Lu Tianshen replied casually:

“Logically speaking, they should give some. You don’t need to bring it up. Next time I see them, I’ll ask them for it.”

An Zhaoming and An Rong set down their chopsticks with blank expressions, feeling they had no appetite left for the rest of the meal. That sly fox sure knows how to sweet-talk the little fool.

“Forget it. What kind of decent gift could they possibly give? It’d just be a turn-off.”

Shen Ying waved her hand dismissively, her eyes brimming with disdain.

“You’re right. Let’s not even talk about them—it’s bad luck!”

An Xing inched closer to his mother, nuzzling her affectionately, then eagerly picked up a chicken drumstick and offered it to Lu Tianshen.

“Here, Shen gege, It’s your favorite chicken drumstick!”

The youth’s light brown eyes sparkled as he looked over. The domineering CEO was helplessly charmed; he took the chicken leg and began gnawing on it, looking nothing like a CEO at all.

Watching the young man indulge the boy, An Zhaoming chuckled and, while eagerly serving his wife a chicken wing, saying:

“Tianshen’s parents should be coming back for the New Year, right?”

Lu Tianshen: “They’ll be back before the New Year.”

He paused, and before An Zhaoming could gather his thoughts to ask a question, he spoke up:

“When the time comes, the Lu family will host a banquet at the old mansion. Let’s hold my and Xingxing’s engagement party there.”

An Xing looked up from his spicy rice noodles, his round little face filled with shock.

“What? Isn’t today the official engagement party?!”

“Of course not. Today is merely an announcement—a little teaser to get everyone excited.”

Shen Ying raised her hand, intending to tap her little dummy’s forehead, but Lu Tianchen blocked her, causing her to raise an eyebrow.

“Your engagement party will require inviting family, friends, and business partners. You can’t just announce it at the annual meeting and call it a day.”

The boy hung his head dejectedly, thinking that all these wedding etiquette and customs… were such a hassle.

An Zhaoming glanced at his son and waved his hand generously.

“All the money collected from the engagement party goes straight into your piggy bank!”

An Xing perked up immediately, clenching his fists.

“Okay, Dad! Don’t worry, I’ll do my best!”

Lu Tianshen: …

The man chewed on a chicken drumstick, deep in thought. If he gave a more generous dowry, would that make the little fool like him a little more?

An Xing had no idea how twisted Lu Tianshen’s train of thought had become. Seeing An Rong eating in silence, seemingly without much appetite, he hurried over and picked up a mushroom to place on the boy’s plate.

“Brother, what’s wrong? Don’t you have an appetite? Eat up!”

An Rong looked up at the boy leaning in so attentively and affectionately. The frustration of having the family’s cabbage run after the pig finally began to fade a little.

But only a little. He was still annoyed, and he couldn’t stand the sight of the pig.

He forced himself to perk up, ate the mushroom the little fool had served him, and asked casually:

“After the engagement, do you plan to live together?”

For a moment, Mr. and Mrs. An—who were dying to know but hesitated to pry too deeply out of respect as elders—both fixed their gaze on An Xing.

Lu Tianshen’s movements paused as he also looked at the young man.

“Um…”

An Xing hadn’t expected this question. Meeting the reluctant gazes of his parents and older brother, and noticing the man’s faintly expectant gaze, he suddenly felt a pang of melancholy.

Sigh, he’s just too cute—it’s his fault, after all!

“He’ll stay at home for now. Once Xingxing graduates and we’re married, he can come live with me.”

The man’s deep voice rang out, breaking the silence in the room. An Xing jerked his head around to look at Lu Tianshen.

The man, who had voluntarily stepped back, tilted his head and gave the boy a slight smile.

“I know you don’t want to leave your family, so there’s no need to rush. We live close by anyway, and I can come pick you up often to go out and have fun together. Just remember to come visit me every now and then.”

A pure and kind “white flower” of the Lu family was slowly blooming in the dining room of the An family villa!

The An family, with no experience in domestic power struggles, was stunned by this young man’s strategy of retreating to advance!

Only the innocent little fool was deeply moved. His light brown almond-shaped eyes glistened with tears as he leaned in to nuzzle the man’s shoulder and nodded vigorously.

“Don’t worry, Shen Gege! I’ll definitely spend lots of time with you! Actually, we can live together during the week and come home on weekends.”

An Xing said, putting on a brave face.

“This is a perfectly legal living arrangement. After all, I—I am your fiancé!”

The man wrapped his arm around the boy’s shoulders, patted him gently, and replied softly.

“Alright.”

An Rong’s almond-shaped eyes widened in surprise. He hadn’t expected that just by asking that one question, the little fool would so willingly hand himself over to the big bad wolf’s house.

He’d asked that earlier to make Lu Tianshen promise not to casually lure the little fool away before they were married!

Lu Tianshen patted An Xing’s shoulder and lifted his eyelids to glance at him.

Huh, is that all?

Back when he was scheming and outmaneuvering people in the business world, this brat was still cramming for his college entrance exams!

*

The CEO’s display of strength left the An family too intimidated to make a move. Even after the late-night snack, they could only watch helplessly as the little fool eagerly followed Lu Tianchen off.

“We’re officially engaged today, so of course we have to celebrate properly!”

Facing his family’s questioning looks, An Xing puffed out his chest and declared with conviction.

An Zhaoming asked warily, “How do you plan to celebrate?”

The young man waved his hand dismissively, acting quite nonchalant.

“Dad, mind your own business—this is between us as a couple!”

Then, as if being chased by a dog, he scrambled frantically into Lu Tianchen’s car, leaving his elderly father fuming in the dust.

“Make sure you take proper precautions!”

“……”

Inside the car, Lu Tianchen heard An Zhaoming’s shout and shot a disbelieving glance at the young man in the passenger seat.

“Shen ge, focus on driving! It’s nighttime—don’t get distracted!”

An Xing fastened his seatbelt while warning him, his ears twitching warily.

The young man’s anxious demeanor didn’t suggest any romantic intentions at all. That earlier warning was likely meant to caution him against doing anything reckless.

Lu Tianchen thought this to himself as he continued driving with a calm mind.

In truth, they hadn’t lied—they did indeed plan to celebrate tonight. The two returned to the same starlit guesthouse they’d visited before, though this time they chose a different room.

Lu Tianchen had booked the room. Although he hadn’t planned on doing anything in particular, since it was to celebrate their engagement, he’d asked the hotel to decorate it. From the living room to bedroom, everything was decked out in festive red.

As soon as An Xing stepped inside, he let out a “Wow!”

“It looks just like a wedding suite!”

After putting down his things, he curiously touched this and that, then hummed a tune as he snuggled up against the man.

“Shen-ge, Shen-ge, we’re engaged!”

The boy’s eyes sparkled with joy and pride.

The man couldn’t help but smile either. Holding the young man in his arms, he whispered softly.

“That’s right, we’re engaged.”

An Xing buried his head against the man’s chest, wrapped in those strong, muscular arms, and before long, he began to feel restless. He lifted his gaze to look at the man, making no attempt to hide the mischief in his eyes.

“So, Gege, shouldn’t we sleep together now?”

Lu Tianchen looked into the boy’s almond-shaped eyes, and in an instant, it dawned on him. He paused, somewhat incredulous that happiness had come so quickly, yet also hesitant.

After hesitating for a while, he finally asked softly amid a whimper of impatience.

“Xingxing, do you really want to be… with me? This isn’t an arranged marriage. You won’t regret it, and you won’t…” leave me?

After patiently listening for a few sentences, An Xing grew furious.

Damn it! What’s wrong with his Shen Ge? He’s even more hesitant than he is!

Determined to demonstrate his feelings through action, the young man leaped up, wrapped his arms around the man’s shoulders, leaned in, and pressed his lips against his.

“Stop blabbering! Just come close already!

TRANSLATOR’S CORNER: I am not a native speaker of either Chinese or English. I basically MTL and edit the text, sometimes I also use some sites for reference. I can’t guarantee that everything here is accurate, But I try to stick to the author’s work as much as possible. Please feel to comment any mistakes🙂🤗.