Young Brother-in-law Is Now My Husband

Feeling shocked, Lu Lian continued staring at the busy man working on something while standing and leaning at the table to fix something as his one hand rested on the table. He was not aware that someone was there, and his presence shocked her.

"This is my workshop, Ms. Lu," Mr. Wong informed, pulling Lu Lian out from the shock.

The man who was busy working heard it too. He stopped working and turned to look at them. That was Ming Rusheng. He was surprised seeing Lu Lian but showed as if their presence didn't affect or mattered to him, and he continued working as he turned his back at them again.

As if he was not surprised seeing her or he didn't know her, his behavior shocked Lu Lian even more. Lu Lian, too, didn't bother to talk to him and looked at Mr. Wong, smiling lightly to hide her anger.

"It's really spacious and perfectly planned. One can work comfortably without feeling tired," Lu Lian commented as her sight wandered around the workshop.

Mr. Wong nodded, "That's true," and then looked at Ming Rusheng, "He has been working here since yesterday noon without even sleeping the entire night and not even taking a break."

Lu Lian looked at Ming Rusheng and observed him. When he looked at her a while ago, she could remember his face looked tired as his eyes turned a bit res, his hair messed a bit, the top two buttons of the white shirt undone, and the sleeve of his shirt folded up to his elbows.

As she looked at his back, she could see the wrinkles on his shirt and how it was half tucked in pants while some part was out of it. His suit's jacket and tie were lying on the backrest of one chair on the side.

She could see what Mr. Wong said was not a lie, but the question was what was so urgent that this always so perfect looking man was working like this and looked so messed up.

Hearing what Mr. Wong said, Ming Rusheng sighed deeply, "I would like no one to disturb me."

"Young men these days are so full of themselves to get affected with someone's presence," Mr. Wong commented.

"Old Men these days are so annoying as they talk too much," Ming Rusheng commented back.

"Goes for your annoying grandpa," Mr. Wong countered.

"Old man here is not an exception," Ming Rusheng said as he was still busy focusing on his work.

Lu Lian could only look at the two men mocking each other. Though they argued, there was no bitterness but exceptional comfort and closeness between them like a family.

Mr. Wong was an elder Ming's friend, so it was evident that Ming Rusheng knew him, but there was more to it.

Ming Rusheng working for someone like this, and this older man who didn't heed to anyone's request allowed Ming Rusheng to enter his home and made him work like this, proved there were things that she was yet to know.

"You have fifteen minutes left. If you are late, the deal is canceled," informed Mr. Wong.

Ming Rusheng didn't reply to it and continued working.

"What kind of a deal?" Lu Lian asked.

"He….."

"One should not break the clauses of the deal," Ming Rusheng interrupted Mr. Wong.

Mr. Wong looked at Lu Lian disappointedly, "Apology, Ms. Lu."

"It's... It's fine," Lu Lian spoke awkwardly as she cursed herself for asking it.

Lu Lian glared at Ming Rusheng as she frowned inside, 'What's there to hide? This man is just full of himself. Working without a rest, huh? Suits him. Let him work for one more day like this.'

"If Ms. Lu is done taking a look, we can leave. The next ten minutes will decide if I'll help Ms. Lu or not," said Mr. Wong as he looked at his wristwatch and smirked.

The last line confused Lu Lian, "Ten minutes?"

Before Mr. Wong could say anything, someone interrupted again, "It's done."

It diverted Mr. Wong's attention towards Ming Rusheng, and he stepped towards where Ming Rusheng was standing.

Looking at the architecture model made by Ming Rusheng, Mr. Wong smiled and looked at Lu Lian, who stayed at her place, "You should take a look too."

Ming Rusheng looked at Mr. Wong with a cold but meaningful gaze that Mr. Wong understood and replied to him with assuring sight.

Hesitantly Lu Lian stepped forward while Ming Rusheng stepped back and turned to leave the workshop as he picked up his jacket and the tie.

Just then, Mr. Wong called him, "You are not allowed to leave yet."

Ming Rusheng stopped and turned to look at the old man, who replied to his questioning gaze, "You are not new not to know how I work. Go get fresh first. We are not done yet."

Ming Rusheng sighed profoundly and stepped out of the workshop. Lu Lian was even puzzled by what was going on between these two men.

"As usual, he did a great job," Mr. Wong commented, looking at the architecture model placed on the table.

It snapped Lu Lian out from her thoughts, and she looked at the model too.

'What does it meant for? Why did he make it? It doesn't look related to our project,' she thought as she observed the model.

It was a house model, which resembled a Chinese courtyard home in ancient times, but it looks like added with so many different ideas and overall looks so beautiful to make one want to build it for themselves instead of living in any lavish palace.

"It's beautiful," Lu Lian commented.

"As expected by my student," Mr. Wong commented.

It shocked Lu Lian, "Student? But...."

"He is the only one," Mr. Wong interrupted her knowing what she would ask.

Mr. Wong never took anyone as his student. Whoever approached him, he always turned them down regardless of whoever it was. No one could ever change his decision, and he was famous or mostly got criticized for it by saying he was selfish to keep his knowledge to himself only.

In online records, it showed how people showed regret over not getting Mr. Wong as their mentor. He even stopped working or getting any projects once he declared retirement, and after that, it was even hard to see him or meet him.

Lu Lian had so many questions about how Ming Rusheng was Mr. Wong's student and how no one knew about it.

Lu Lian was surprised and didn't know how to ask so many questions going on in her mind.

"Isn't that Mr. Wong never accepted any student? then how....."

"No one ever tried hard to make me accept them, but he did," Mr. Wong answered. This time there was a change in this stubborn looking older man When spoke.

Lu Lian stood still and waited for him to continue as it looked like a matter of emotions.

His eyes fixed on the model, and his fingers trying to touch it, Mr. Wong commented, "He still knows what can make his teacher happy. Such an excellent student I got."

"It's really good that anyone would like it," Lu Lian added.

"That's true, but he made it considering what I would like. He added my late wife's memories in it," Mr. Wong informed as his eyes turned moist.

He pointed towards the tiny name carved on the entrance of the house in the model.

"Mei-Hui," Lu Lian read it, "Is it Mr. Wong's wife's name?"

Mr. Wong nodded, "Hmm. Not just name, but he made the entire place full of what my wife liked. When she was alive, he was close to her like son."

Lu Lian was not ready to know this side of that cold guy who she didn't like. She could only feel shocked and surprised.

"When I built this house the years back, my wife had so many complaints as it was not what she liked. She wanted something else, but before I could fulfill her wish, she passed away. After that, I never tried to build one, but it seems like Rusheng remembered everything and made this model."

The atmosphere turned emotional, and Lu Lian stayed silent to let the older man get his heart out. She felt this man is not what she thought, but he is a lonely soul who missed his wife and didn't allow anyone to enter his world.

Mr. Wong continued as he looked lost in his memories, "She liked most of the things in red while I liked in white. This model used a red color. I'm sure she would have liked it a lot."

He pointed towards one wall that had a circular door which opened into the garden of the model house, "This is how she wished to have the garden's entry and the structure of the garden. This swing in the middle would have been her favorite."

The older man continued to say so many things while Lu Lian continued to listen.