Young Brother-in-law Is Now My Husband

After the meeting with Mr. George Mountbatten, Lu Lijun returned to his home, where Martha and Jerome were waiting for him. They had lunch and were ready to leave.

"I thought the Fourth young master would like to stay here for a day at least," Martha commented as Jerome brought bags from upstairs.

"I'm in a hurry this time," Lu Lijun replied.

"Martha, won't you ask him why he is in a hurry?" Noah asked as he smirked, looking at Lu Lijun.

Puzzled, Martha concluded, "Must be important work that can't wait."

"Or someone important?" Noah spoke again, and Lu Lijun sighed.

It clicked something in Martha's mind as she smiled. "Ohh, someone important...?"

"Fourth young mistress," Lu Lijun replied and satisfied the sudden curiosity of the two people in front of him.

Jerome and Martha both got a sweet shock.

"Who..who is she?" Martha couldn't control her excitement.

"You will know soon," Lu Lijun replied. "We need to leave now."

The two couldn't insist much on their cold young master as they finally allowed him to leave.

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The private plane landed in China after a long journey of eleven hours. Lu Lijun reached home late at night when the entire mansion was dead silent under the dark starry sky. Lu Lijun stepped out of the car, and the butler who was aware of arrival time went to greet him.

Lu Lijun walked inside the mansion as the butler followed him and heard his fourth young master say, "Is everyone home?"

"Yes, fourth young master," the butler replied. Just as they reached inside, the butler asked. "Anything that the young master would like me to bring to the room?"

"Nothing!" Lu Lijun went upstairs. He looked tired. Without any break or proper rest, the continuous long journey tired him so much that he wished to sleep only.

Reaching the second floor, he strode straight towards Jiang Yuyan's room without glancing at his room even once as if he was going to his own room, and all along, he was in the wrong room.

He held the door handle to move it down to open the door, but he stopped and retreated his hand. Instead, this time he knocked on the door once and waited for it to open, standing by the door while taking the support of the wall.

The door opened in the next few moments as he saw Jiang Yuyan standing in front of him.

His tired eyes looked at her surprised face as he thought while grinning inside. 'My wife opened the door for me even in the middle of the night. So, she was awake. Was she waiting for me?' It was such a beautiful feeling for him that he felt on cloud nine.

Seeing him standing at her door at such a late hour, she asked, "Why are you….."

"I am tired," he replied, and Jiang Yuyan could see he was not lying.

He traveled for long, and she knew it must have tired him. His hair was messy, the shirt's top buttons opened, the tie was missing, and he held the jacket of his black suit in one hand.

Maintaining her voice as soft as she could, she spoke, "You should rest...."

"That's why I'm here." Interrupting her, Lu Lijun barged in Jiang Yuyan's room as he strode straight towards her bed.

In disbelief as the guy just passed by her in her room, she turned to look at him. "I meant to say go to your room," she exclaimed.

The tired man ignored her and climbed into the bed as he lay on his stomach.

"This bed is so comfortable." Caressing the bed with his palms and sniffing the scent in it, he closed his eyes.

Frowning, Yuyan went towards the bed. By then, Lu Lijun looked like he fell asleep just in a moment. From a while ago, she remembered his red and tired eyes as if he was barely holding on to his sleep. Yuyan could only frown and stepped away from the bed, not willing to disturb the tired guy.

She went to the gallery so she would calm her anger down. This guy was getting out of hand day by day, and she had no chance or way to control him. After standing in the gallery for long, calming herself down, she turned her head to look inside the room as she could see her bed from the gallery.

He looked in a deep sleep like a kid, without any care in the world, and she couldn't ignore him but think about that young Lu Lijun from ten years back.

Sighing deeply, she returned to the room and went to bed. She saw Lu Lijun still wore his shoes as his feet hung out of the bed. He didn't even sleep properly. He just grabbed one pillow and lay on the bed lazily, the way he felt comfortable.

She moved to his feet and started removing his shoes carefully. Not that she could send him back to his room, so she thought to let the tired guy sleep comfortably.

Xiao Min informed her already that Mr. Mountbatten accepted the proposal, and she could understand how hard he worked to make it happen and how tiring it must be.

Removing his shoes and socks, she kept them aside, next to the bed, so he could find them easily once he would wake up.

She noticed his hand still grabbing onto his suit's jacket, which he held while entering the room. Even his pillow was misplaced. Instead of the center of the pillow, his head shifted to its border, and she needed to put his head comfortably on it.

She sat at the edge of the bed to get that jacket from his hold. Her movements were as slow as possible not to wake him up.

She held the back of his palm and slowly pulled the jacket out of his grip. Just as it was done, her hand that she used to hold his hand was gripped by his hand at the wrist. He pulled her towards himself even before she could move to get up from the bed.