Taking Part in a Survival Game with My Brother C247 – Chapter 247: Chapter 247 Happiness

Chapter 247: Chapter 247 Happiness

Translator: Dragon Boat Translation Editor: Dragon Boat Translation

“Before Jiang Yanzhou had expressed his feelings, Lu Yang once said to him, “Jiang Yanzhou, you can like someone a lot, but don't let her become your whole life.'

Jiang Yanzhou stared at her intently, his voice low, but she didn't hear it.

He said, “I can't do that.”

Only a small number of people can remain clear-headed in love, and Lu Yang was one of them. She knew what she wanted.

Jiang Yanzhou had also been frustrated by her composed behavior.

Why could she easily discard him like that? Why could she start and end things so casually?

Lu Yang had witnessed how Jiang Yanzhou could entice others and then coldly trap them in a quagmire.

She knew what kind of person he was, yet she didn't worry at all about what he might do to her.

Later on, Jiang Yanzhou understood.

Lu Yang had confidence, with knowledge, family, tenderness, and pride that she would never lose.

He couldn't bear to let her lose, and she wouldn't lose.

A good relationship was like an air-raid shelter, providing a refuge when the storm came.

The rain had stopped.

Yin Hua and Jiang Jinshi had finished watching the fireworks show and came back after buying some pastries and fruits.

Lu Yang had a half-hour video call with Ye Cixing, leaving Jiang Yanzhou bored in the living room waiting for her.

Lu Yang came out, and Yin Hua and Jiang Jinshi had already returned. She looked at the three of them, as if seeing the days to come, feeling a bit trance-like.

Jiang Yanzhou was dressed casually, sitting down, but he was tall, with proportionate features and a pair of long legs that were very eye-catching.

In Holsten, regardless of whom Jiang Yanzhou was looking at, his eyes carried a sense of oppression and distance. His clean jawline slightly lifted, giving the impression that he had no regard for others—an intense trait of a mature man.

Away from the identities he had in Holsten and on the screen, he now seemed like an ignorant boy, an ordinary boy coming to meet his girlfriend's parents for the first time, feeling nervous in front of Yin Hua.

Jiang Jinshi sat there happily, swinging his legs, completely relaxed.

It was the first time a little devil like him had come, and he didn't feel awkward. It was really strange.

Lu Yang smiled, and coincidentally, Jiang Yanzhou looked over, and their eyes met in mid-air.

Lu Yang raised an eyebrow lightly. “Weren't you supposed to suffer?”

Jiang Yanzhou was at a loss for words.

Yin Hua peeled an orange and handed it to Jiang Yanzhou. “Here, Xiaojiang. Try this orange. The oranges from this place are very sweet. Every time Lu Yang passed by during her school days, she would buy a bag of them.”

Jiang Jinshi, eating an orange, mumbled, “Uncle, the oranges are really delicious!”

Jiang Yanzhou politely said, “Thank you, Dr. Yin.”

Hearing his words, Jiang Jinshi tilted his head. “Grandma, are you a doctor

“Of course, your grandmother is a very formidable doctor.” Lu Yang walked over, sat next to Jiang Jinshi, and pinched his cheek. “Little Jinshi, you've become cuter recently.”

Being praised, Jiang Jinshi laughed and couldn't close his mouth.

Lu Yang picked up an orange, skillfully peeled it, and broke it into sections. She put one piece into her own mouth—it was sweet.

She opened another section and handed it to Yin Hua, who opened her mouth and ate it. “Grandma, is it sweet?”

Yin Hua smiled. “Very sweet.” “Here's another section.”

“Okay.”

Jiang Yanzhou, who had been neglected, finally relaxed a bit.

When he came last time, he didn't come as Lu Yang's boyfriend, but this time he did. Yin Hua was experienced and perceptive, how could he not be nervous?

The four of them sat on the sofa, with Yin Hua and Jiang Jinshi in the middle, Lu Yang sitting next to Yin Hua, and Jiang Yanzhou sitting next to Jiang Jinshi, watching the New Year's Eve gala on TV.

“Sister, did Uncle mention that he was attacked? Do you know about it?” Jiang Jinshi looked at the TV where Lu Mingyu was performing, tilting his head curiously and asking Lu Yang.

Lu Yang replied, “What attack?”

Jiang Jinshi said, “I heard it from Uncle Zhao. After Uncle Mingyu finished the rehearsal, someone hit him on the head and took away his cap.”

Lu Yang suddenly remembered and smiled. “It's nothing, just an accident.”

When Su Yiran had some free time, Lu Yang gave her the entrance ticket to the gala. She unexpectedly saw someone familiar and brought her back.

Su Yiran quickly thought of a plan and searched around. The only person she recognized was Lu Mingyu, so she contacted him.

The gala had reached its final stage and was incredibly lively. The big screen started the countdown.

“Ten, nine, eight…”

“Three, two, one!” “Happy New Year! ”

Ding dong! Ding dong!

The phones on the table lit up. Lu Yang and Yin Hua almost simultaneously received messages.

They were both from Lu Mingyu, who was surreptitiously taking people's phones from the TV.

He sent the pre-edited text messages.

[Ding dong! Yangyang, happy new year!]

[Grandma, happy newyear! This year, the disciple still has a lot to learn from you, Master!]

Yin Hua picked up her phone and replied to Lu Mingyu with two messages. She got his contact information and edited her message before sending it.

Afterward, Jiang Yanzhou received three text messages from an unfamiliar number.

“Xiaojiang, Grandma hopes that Yangyang and you will be happy.”

“The oranges are sweet, aren't they? If you like them, before you leave, I'll get a bag for you to take away and enjoy slowly.”

“Happy New Year, remember to be happy.”

The heavy rain washed away the old year, ushering in the new year.

Lu Mingyu was no longer concerned about rumors and gossip like before. If Qin Yitan or any other artist wanted to tarnish his name, he would no longer turn a blind eye.

Giving an inch when retreating would only lead to the three-point dog jumping over the wall.

Lu Mingyu wanted to stand on the brightest award podium and make Lu Yang proud of him.

He didn't have to be the best brother in the world, but he had to be the best in her eyes.

On this day, the anniversary of his grandfather's death, it was not gloomy as before. The morning sun was warm and gentle, shining on the ground as if it were coated with powdered gold.

Lu Yang and Yin Hua held flowers, standing in front of the tombstone. Lu

Mingyu glanced at Jiang Yanzhou, expressionless, and said, “Talk to me.”

The two of them stood not far away, their gazes on Lu Yang and Yin Hua's figures.

After a moment of silence, Lu Mingyu began, “Our grandfather was very important to Yangyang.”

“I know,” Jiang Yanzhou said.

“Our grandfather passed away due to illness, and Yangyang has always blamed herself, thinking she was useless and couldn't save him. That's why she switched from cardiac surgery to studying neurosurgery.” Lu Mingyu's expression turned solemn as he continued, 'Yangyang is mature. During the time when our grandfather passed away, she comforted Grandma and comforted me at the same time. But at that time, I didn't appreciate it and even said hurtful things to her.”

People act impulsively, and when they do, they often hurt the ones they care about the most.

Lu Mingyu was at a low point in his career, and at that time, he cared a lot about what others thought of him. Under the dual pressure, he couldn't control himself and questioned her: Why wasn't she sad when our grandfather passed away?

How could she not be sad, not feel sorrow?

But she didn't argue back; she only apologized softly.

Their family didn't need her to be mature. It was she who had grown up to be a mature person.

Later on, Lu Mingyu didn't react much to rumors, gossip, or even having his honors taken away. He needed to maintain a passionate and strong heart to protect his sister.

Jiang Yanzhou's brows slightly furrowed, remaining silent.

'You are calmer than me. I hope you never say hurtful things to Yangyang.”

“Yangyang is our precious treasure, whom we nurtured and raised. Whether she wants to be a princess or a queen, we will unconditionally support her. I hope you can support her too.”

The most difficult days after their grandfather's death were the ones when Jiang Yanzhou accompanied Lu Yang. Lu Mingyu knew well that Jiang Yanzhou's presence filled the emotional void for Lu Yang.

On the way back, Lu Yang and Yin Hua sat in the back, chatting and looking at the scenery outside. Jiang Yanzhou drove, and Lu Mingyu sat in the passenger seat, occasionally engaging in a few conversations, but most of the time, he was staring at his phone.

With the release of his new album, Chen Zuoyi had assigned him a bunch of tasks, and he was carefully selecting only two or three.

Quality was his strength; he didn't need excessive and fancy promotion.

The afternoon sun was pouring down on the earth, and the lush vegetation along the way shimmered with a gentle glow. The wind was warm as well.

Jiang Yanzhou glanced at the rearview mirror and saw Lu Yang, who was all smiles, radiant and bright, He thought to himself:

He wanted to marry her at all times, but he couldn't rush it. The duration of their relationship shouldn't be too long or too short. One year would be just right, and he would propose to her during next year's early snow. No, that's not right. It should be during this year's early snow. It's already a new year.

She was still young, with aspirations to pursue, and she would continue to advance in the field of medicine. He was willing to wait for her, until she planned to get married at the age of 26 or 27. They would have a wedding and register their marriage.

If she didn't want to live in Linyuan Garden, he would be willing to move out and live with her in a house by the riverside.

Lost in his thoughts, Jiang Yanzhou stared straight ahead, his thin lips curling up with a contented curve.

She said he was the first snow of winter.

She liked the first snow, and she liked him.

He had never considered getting married or dating, but after meeting Lu Yang, he began to envision the future..

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