Young Brother-in-law Is Now My Husband

Leaving Lu Lian alone in the room, Ming Rusheng went to the living room.

Mr. Wong, who sat in his chair in the living room, looked at the file in the Ming Rusheng's hands and asked, "What's that file?"

"Something old that needs to revive," Ming Rusheng replied.

"I don't understand your love for old things. Seems like you are planning to stay awake tonight," Mr. Wong concluded.

"Hmm, not a big deal," Ming Rusheng sat on the sofa to talk to Mr. Wong for a while.

"How is Ms. Lu?" Mr. Wong asked.

"Good, and I guess comfortable there," Ming Rusheng replied.

As the two talked for a while, the caretaker came, "The dinner would be ready in ten minutes."

Mr. Wong and Ming Rusheng both looked at the wall clock and said together, "So early?"

The caretaker smiled at it, "It's raining heavily. It's better to eat early before the lights go off."

Ming Rusheng sighed, "I almost forgot about it."

"It's your fault not to visit here often and forget things," Mr. Wong commented.

"Who asked to build a home in such a deserted part," Ming Rusheng commented.

"Talk before you think," Mr. Wong gave him a questioning look, "Who said long back this is his favorite place. Have you forgotten about your obsession with your old Chinese style room? Still, no one dares to go there, and I couldn't even dare to plan modification for that room when the entire house is being renovated."

"It's better. Let that room be like that," Ming Rusheng said.

"I don't know why you act like an old man who loves those old-style things. When I look into that room, it made me feel like I went back to old times."

"We should stick to our roots, and there is nothing bad in old times things," Ming Rusheng countered.

"I wonder if I should feel proud about the way you think when the young generation these days likes everything advanced," Mr. Wong mumbled, and Ming Rusheng didn't react.

The caretaker returned, "It's ready," she informed, "I'll call Ms. Lu."

"Ms. Lu might like to have it in the room," informed Ming Rusheng, and the caretaker understood.

The caretaker went to Lu Lian. Knocking on the door, she asked, "Ms. Lu, would you like to have dinner with others or in the room?"

"In the room would be fine," Lu Lian replied, who sat on the wooden bed covering herself with the quilt to cover her exposed legs and protect herself from the sudden cold she felt.

The caretaker left and returned in a while with the food.

Knocking on the door, the caretaker informed, Ms. Lu, I'm entering the room."

The caretaker was a woman, so Lu Lian had no problem if she saw her like this, and she permitted it.

The caretaker put the food tray on the table and arranged the chair for Lu Lian to sit in. She saw Lu Lian was wearing the shirt and understood what must have happened.

The caretaker left, bowing a little, and Lu Lian went to eat as she was already hungry.

While eating, Lu Lian was thinking about what Ming Rusheng must be doing. He left her in his room, and with what she was wearing, she couldn't even go out and felt trapped there.

After she finished the dinner, the caretaker came to get the empty dish back.

"Where is Mr. Ming?" Lu Lian finally asked.

"He went to the workshop," the caretaker answered.

"Workshop? Is he working?"

"Mr. Ming has a habit of spending his nights in the Workshop whenever he is here."

"Won't it be cold?" Lu Lian asked worriedly.

"It will be, but I guess he can manage," the caretaker assured, sensing the worry in Lu Lian.

"Hmm."

The caretaker looked at the blanket on the bed as if making sure everything needed was there and spoke, "Ms. Lu, make sure to cover yourself and be warm. At midnight it would be an unbearable cold."

"Hmm." Lu Lian nodded.

The caretaker left, but Lu Lian felt a bit restless as she occupied someone else's room while the person would spend his night out in such weather. Trying to ignore the restlessness inside her, she looked around the room.

All the furniture and the carving on it was in the old style. It was a simple room that didn't have many things in it but just what was required, a bed, a small two-door wardrobe, a study table, a chair, and a few shelves on the walls that carried few miniature art pieces.

"The entire home is urbanised, but only this room looks like in old times," she commented, "Did he love old-time architecture this much?" I wonder what kind of a person he is?" she kept mumbling and concluded, "Sometimes cold, sometimes caring and sweet but then turns mean. Difficult to understand."

Trying to figure out, she lay in the bed and covered herself with the warm blanket kept on the bed.

Thinking about so many things and having nothing to do, Lu Lian tried to sleep. The entire day she worked, so she should have slept easily, but she couldn't, and that's what frustrated her.

Time passed by, and she started to feel cold even after she had a thick and warm blanket covering her.

'What the hell, Is it really summer? I'll die with this much cold,' she thought.

Just then, there was a knock on the door, "Ms. Lu, it's me," said the caretaker and entered the room holding a one feet tall furnace kind thing.

Lu Lian sat in the bed, holding the blanket tightly to see why the caretaker was there.

"Mr. Ming asked me to put the heater here a while ago, but the electric heater is not working, so he has prepared this to help you with cold," the caretaker informed.

Lu Lian looked at that furnace with a fire in it and thought, 'He prepared?'

"We hardly get any guests here and in such weather, so things are not prepared. Apology for the inconvenience," the caretaker added, which pulled Lu Lian out from her thoughts.

"It's fine. In fact, I'm the one troubling you all," Lu Lian spoke.

"So generous of Ms. Lu, but we are glad to have you here," the caretaker said as she smiled pleasantly and left.

Soon the room started to get warmer, and Lu Lian felt better. She tried to sleep again and closed her eyes, but then the moments with Ming Rusheng flashed in front of her eyes.

The moment when he was resting on the wooden bench and teased her when he was messing with her car, trying to fix his shirt for her, and so on. The way he looked at her at those moments was not normal, but something was intimidating in his sight, which could make her heart beat faster.

She felt her heart beating faster and sat in the bed, trying to calm herself down.

Just then, she realized it was a late-night, and must be so cold then how Ming Rusheng must be doing in the Workshop. She felt bad that he had to be out of his room just because of her and stepped out of the bed.

From the window of the room, she could see the glimpse of the Workshop though it was not close by. The lights in the Workshop were on, so she thought he must be still working.

Her room was warm, so she couldn't feel the cold, but the moment she stepped out of the room, she shivered with the cold as she was not even wearing anything warm. The cold breeze of wind swirled inside her loose dress and made it a bit worse for her.

"It's okay, I won't die with this," she mumbled and stepped out of the home. She crossed the living room and saw the umbrella kept in the corridor.

Grabbing the one, she left to go to the Workshop, trying not to get drenched again. Wherever she tried, the wind wouldn't let her protect herself as the rain continued to wet her dress at some places.

Finding her way through the rain, wind, and frightening sounds of the lightning, Lu Lian finally reached the Workshop, feeling cold and breathless.

She knocked on the door of the Workshop as it was closed. Ming Rusheng opened the door just to see her in bad condition.

"What are you doing here?" he asked a bit angrily as he didn't expect and didn't like to see her like this.

"I....," she tried to speak as her teeth kept chattering.

Ming Rusheng pulled her inside and closed the door in a hurry. He took the umbrella from her hand and threw it away in one corner. Holding her hand, he dragged her towards the Workshop's leather couch, which meant to rest during work.

Making her sit on the couch, he covered her with the blanket which he brought for himself to use while sleeping.

Lu Lian was shivering and was not in a condition to talk, so she obeyed what he did. Also, the way he showed his anger seeing her was enough for her not to say a word.

Making sure she was covered, he went towards the fireplace and added more wooden blocks into it to make the place even warmer.

Lu Lian observed his expressions from the moment he saw her at the workshop door. He looked all worked up and worried. When he wrapped her in the blanket in hurry but carefully and went to the fireplace trying his best to warm the room.

'Is he really worried about me or worried that he might have to stay here if I fall sick?' she thought.