There is no turning back on this matter. Evelyn Yang is very clear about this. If it was someone else, there would still be room for negotiation, but this person happened to be Lucas Lu.
She sighed a few times, reached out to touch Jamie Qiao's head, gently wiped the sweat from his forehead, and felt a pang of pain in her heart.
He had been a well-behaved child, so well-behaved that she almost didn't notice that he had autistic tendencies. By the time she noticed, he could hardly even speak.
At that time, his biological father had just been arrested for accidentally killing someone. She took Jamie Qiao and hid from place to place. It was even a problem for them to survive, so they had no time to care about so many things.
Later, it was Jamie Qiao's teacher who told her that he was strangely quiet except for moving during dance class. Only then did she remember to send him to the hospital, where he was diagnosed with autism.
"Qiao Qiao, listen to what your mother says." Evelyn Yang held her son's thin shoulders, took him to the window, pointed at the black car and said, "Lucas Lu has sent someone to pick you up and take you to his place. You must be good and don't cause trouble for others, understand?"
Jamie Qiao nodded obediently: "I know."
"Also, you have just differentiated, and your estrus period is not stable yet. You must be careful and keep your distance from Lucas Lu. You cannot be in estrus in front of him, and you cannot release pheromones. Remember this."
"Um."
"Stay away from him. As long as he's at home, you have to be careful. Don't make him angry. Protect yourself, okay?" Evelyn Yang started crying again. If she could, she would rather die than let Jamie Qiao marry Lucas Lu, but now...
Jamie Qiao signed the marriage certificate secretly, and everything became a foregone conclusion, irreversible.
She could only let Jamie Qiao learn to protect himself, and hope that Lucas Lu would really keep his word and not mark him.
Qiao Qiao didn't even have a vague idea of what the estrus period was. If Lucas Lu wanted him, it would be easy.
"Qiao Qiao, you must remember what your mother said, okay?" Evelyn Yang hugged her son's shoulders, her tears fell on his shoulders, wetting the cotton and linen fabric, and she choked slightly, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, mom can't protect you."
Jamie Qiao reached out and hugged his mother's trembling shoulders, and said softly, "I will be very good and won't make him angry. Mom, don't... don't cry."
**
"What! Lucas Lu doesn't plan to hold a wedding?" The contract in Nathan Feng's hand fell to the ground with a snap. He looked at Sophia Ning's face in shock and repeated it in disbelief.
Sophia Ning was standing there, her work suit was meticulously done, her short hair was neat and sharp, and even her high heels were spotless.
"Yes, Mr. Lu has no plans to hold a wedding."
"Does he intend to make Jamie Qiao his secret lover?" Nathan Feng frowned. If he wasn't afraid of Lucas Lu, he would have grabbed the neatly tied silk scarf around Sophia Ning's collar and questioned her.
"Your daughter is Mr. Lu's only wife. There is no doubt about that. You have a copy of the marriage certificate. If you have any questions, you can take a look at it again."
"What's the use of a marriage certificate? Without a wedding ceremony, who would know they were married?"
Sophia Ning sneered in her heart, the mentality of this nouveau riche who can't wait to climb up the social ladder, tsk.
"It is enough for Mr. Lu to admit that Ms. Qiao is his wife. If you think it is not enough..." Sophia Ning paused, lowered her eyes to the two folders on the ground, and said, "I believe that the two contracts on the ground are enough to prove it."
Nathan Feng said angrily: "Lucas Lu is really too contemptuous!"
Sophia Ning raised her eyes and sneered: "Mr. Feng, some things are tacitly understood to save face for both parties. If you hadn't put pressure on me through the regulations of the Gene Management Institute, Mr. Lu would never have married Mr. Ling, right?"
Nathan Feng's face turned pale, as if he had been slapped in the face, and he stammered, "No, it's nothing."
Sophia Ning put on a formal smile again, looked at her watch, and said, "If there is nothing else, please go up and tell my wife, we have to go back."
As soon as he finished speaking, Jamie Qiao and Evelyn Yang stood at the stairs together, holding a light silver box in his hands and a cat in the crook of his right arm.
Sophia Ning smiled at him and bowed slightly: "Madam, Mr. Lu sent me to take you home."
Jamie Qiao was almost choked by the word "madam" and hurriedly grabbed the railing to steady himself. His heart was beating fast for a while before he gave Sophia Ning a strange smile in response.
Evelyn Yang whispered in his ear, "Qiao Qiao, remember what your mother said and protect yourself."
Jamie Qiao looked at his mother's face, then at the unfamiliar Sophia Ning. His eyes suddenly turned red and he almost cried. He tried hard to hold back his tears before nodding, "Yeah!"
Sophia Ning looked at the "miserable" scene of mother and son parting, and secretly complained in her heart, why does this feel like going to the guillotine?
Lucas Lu...well, he might be a little old and beastly, but he shouldn't be so wronged.
Those who knew about it thought that he was marrying Lucas Lu, while those who didn’t thought that he was going to offer sacrifices to the river god.
Sophia Ning had been with Lucas Lu for a long time, and had gone through all kinds of "tortures". She calmly ignored this scene and asked Jamie Qiao tactfully: "Do you want to take the cat with you?"
Jamie Qiao paused and asked her uncertainly: "Mr. Lu doesn't like cats?"
"...As long as you like, Mr. Lu will not interfere."
The Feng family's house is near the commercial district, which is considered a very prosperous area. However, we drove for a long time but still hadn't arrived. It even felt more and more "desolate" as we drove on, as if we were heading up the mountain. The cat had already fallen asleep and was snoring softly.
Jamie Qiao sat alone in the back, while Sophia Ning and the driver sat in the front seats, each without saying a word.
He tilted his head, his eyes swept across the trees, and the scene in his dream unconsciously emerged in his mind. A man with a thin and old face, looking morbid and terrifying, was holding a pitch-black whip and lashing bloody marks on his body.
The man took pleasure in torturing him, watching him running away in panic like a headless fly in the gloomy mansion, crying and begging for mercy but unable to avoid the falling whip.
The more Jamie Qiao thought about it, the more frightened he became, and his shoulders began to tremble slightly.
Sophia Ning was quick to notice something was wrong. She turned around and saw his shoulders shaking. She was startled: "Madam?"
Jamie Qiao's breath was choked, probably because he didn't expect to be discovered. He reached out and wiped the corners of his eyes in panic. Sophia Ning looked at his red eyes and felt a little soft-hearted for a moment. The information she got almost recorded the simple first half of Jamie Qiao's life.
Nathan Feng's adopted son, who has a poor sense of direction, a poor memory, is mildly autistic, timid and cowardly. When he is too nervous, he speaks incoherently and emits pheromones.
Apart from her great talent in dancing, she is almost full of "shortcomings". Compared with a man as powerful as Lucas Lu who can do everything, she is almost at two extremes.
How does he get along with Lucas Lu?
Thinking of this, Sophia Ning couldn't help but sigh in her heart, and asked him in a soft voice: "Are you feeling uncomfortable?"
Jamie Qiao had already held back his tears, leaving only red eye circles and slightly wet eyelashes. He asked her in a low voice: "Mr. Lu... do you go home... often?"
Sophia Ning couldn't tell whether he wanted to see Lucas Lu or not, so she could only tell him the truth: "Mr. Lu has something important to do and won't be home recently. You can tell me if you have anything to say."
When Jamie Qiao heard Sophia Ning say that he would not be returning home recently, he said "hmm" and didn't know whether he was disappointed or relieved.
"What's wrong?" Sophia Ning turned around and kept her eyes on his face for a few seconds, then threw a bolt of lightning on Jamie Qiao's head, "Mr. Lu promised to come back as soon as possible to take wedding photos with you. Although the wedding will not be open to the public, you are his wife who has been married and signed by him. The family banquet and necessary social activities still need to be completed."
Jamie Qiao was startled, "W-what?"
The car sped up slightly and stopped in front of a detached villa before Jamie Qiao could digest these words. Sophia Ning opened the door and asked him to get out. The driver trotted to the back to get his suitcase.
The sunlight was a little strong in the morning, and Jamie Qiao squinted his eyes slightly to adjust to it. The tip of his nose was the first to smell a light scent of grass, which had just been plowed.
He turned around and saw Lucas Lu's residence. It was not the old and gloomy house he had imagined. Instead, it was clean and bright. The black iron railings were covered with vines and orange inflorescences, and there was a large area of neatly trimmed lawn in the yard.
In the yard, there was a short and fat woman of considerable age, watering something with a water pipe. A huge dog was lying next to her. When she heard the driver ring the doorbell, she hurriedly turned off the faucet and trotted over to open the door.
The dog shook its fur and rushed towards the gate quickly.
The cat in Jamie Qiao's arms screamed and jumped down and ran away. He stood there stiffly, not daring to move, and a burst of pheromones rushed out.
He is very afraid of dogs.
Sophia Ning was also startled and shouted: "Qing Cang!"
Qing Cang bared his teeth and roared at Jamie Qiao again, as if he sensed that he was an "invader" and was very hostile. If Sophia Ning hadn't been here, he might have pounced on him and torn off a piece of his flesh.
Sophia Ning saw that Jamie Qiao was frightened, and hurriedly asked him: "Madam, are you okay? Qing Cang is your husband's adopted child, was he frightened?"
Jamie Qiao looked at the large dog with its tongue sticking out in shock, his palms were full of sweat, and he shook his head with difficulty: "No... It's okay."
His dog is also... also scary.
Greg Feng also has a dog, but his dog is not so ferocious. Jamie Qiao couldn't help but wonder in his heart what kind of person Lucas Lu is, why his dog is so ferocious.
Would he be scary looking, tall and strong, covered in tattoos, like on TV, whose neck could be broken with one hand?
The more Jamie Qiao thought about it, the more nervous he became. Even his breathing became disordered. Until the short and fat woman trotted over and picked up Qing Cang's neck rope, she asked kindly: "Miss Ning, I didn't scare you. I'm so sorry."
"It's okay." Sophia Ning changed her formal expression and smiled, "Aunt Li, this is your husband's newlywed wife, Jamie Qiao. She will live here from today and you will take care of her."
Aunt Li looked around at Jamie Qiao. He was as white and clean as a freshly steamed cake. His eyes were red and he looked like he was about to cry.
She asked Sophia Ning in a low voice: "Ms. Ning, is this really Mr. Lu's new wife? Why does she look like a child to me? Is she an adult?"
Sophia Ning said: "I am an adult. I just became an adult a few days ago."
Aunt Li opened her mouth and looked at him a few more times in disbelief, "This is still a flower bud, and Mr. Lu picked it and took it home. Isn't it a bit..."
Sophia Ning knew she had misunderstood, so she smiled and gave a brief explanation, "Just take care of him. Mr. Lu has his own plans for the rest, so don't ask too much."
Aunt Li said, "Then where should he live? Mr. Lu didn't tell us in advance, and the new house hasn't been decorated yet. Should he live in his bedroom?"
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