CHAPTER 563: CHAPTER 483: HURRY AND HAVE A GREAT-GRANDCHILD

The love in her eyes was so intense it seemed ready to overflow. He reached out and grabbed her hand casually; his palm was slightly rough.

Yet it gave off a feeling of reassurance.

Sitting in the front seat, Little Seventh glanced at them through the rearview mirror. This constant display of affection along the way had made this single dog feel the deep malevolence of the world.

As part of his professional demeanor as a bodyguard, he had to hold back his words, but it made him seriously consider starting a romance of his own.

"Alright, let’s get going to see Grandpa. It’s not good to keep him waiting too long."

After getting out of the car, they headed toward the Lu Family’s old house. Old Sir Lu seemed to be in slightly better health, but a young man was accompanying him, seemingly talking to him.

Lu Qing’s face darkened the moment he saw that man.

Qin Miaomiao curiously looked at the man. He raised his head and glanced back at her, with a trace of surprise flashing across his face. Anyone brought back to the Lu Family by Lu Qing should be his wife, right?

Could it actually be... Qin Miaomiao?

Then, who was the woman he had been with that night?

He had originally thought that he had slept with Lu Qing’s wife, feeling a bit secretly delighted in his heart. Now, he realized he had the wrong person.

His gaze swept over her body, and the corners of his mouth lifted into a smile. This woman was much more to his taste.

He smiled and said, "Brother, is this my sister-in-law? Truly a beauty, only someone like her could match you."

Upon hearing that title, Lu Qing’s eyes flickered with a trace of coldness, and he said indifferently:

"Don’t make random connections."

Lu Xing looked somewhat taken aback, even appearing slightly hurt:

"Sorry, I thought since we are all Lu Family members, calling you ’brother’ out of respect would be appropriate."

Old Sir Lu had always been somewhat preoccupied with the issue of the Lu Family’s dwindling descendants. Although he greatly disliked Lu Xingfeng, who was irresponsible and notorious for being a philanderer, he couldn’t help but feel a certain fondness for the polite and attentive Lu Xing, who had visited him several times.

He spoke in a deep voice:

"Lu Qing, after all, he is also a member of the Lu Family."

Lu Qing’s heart harbored resentment, and upon hearing this, his expression became even darker:

"Grandpa has already acknowledged his identity?"

"In your generation, the Lu Family is down to just the two of you. Harmony within the family is the foundation of success, and only with more family members can the lineage thrive. He seems to have pure character, graduated from a top university in the United States, and has done well in his career. If the two of you can set aside past grudges and work together to strengthen the Lu Family, it would be even better."

Old Sir Lu was speaking with the long-term interests of the Lu Family in mind. After saying his piece, he turned his gaze to Qin Miaomiao, applying pressure:

"Miaomiao, as the eldest daughter-in-law, you’ve been married to Lu Qing for some time now. It’s about time you start thinking about how to carry on the Lu Family line."

Back then, he had forced the two of them into marriage. They were on the verge of divorce, but unexpectedly, the two began getting along better and better.

He had been quite satisfied with that. However, after half a year had passed and still no news of a child, he naturally began to grow anxious.

Qin Miaomiao’s face turned pale, and the pressure weighed heavily on her. After all, the old Chinese doctor had said earlier that she might have difficulty conceiving.

If she truly couldn’t have a baby, and now that Old Sir Lu had spoken, as the Lu Family’s eldest daughter-in-law, if she failed to produce a child, this situation would undoubtedly become troublesome.

Lu Qing spoke up for her: "We’re still young and plan to wait a few years before having children."

Old Sir Lu’s face soured: "A few years? That won’t do. These old bones of mine might not have a few years left. Before I die, I want to see my great-grandchild. Or do you want me to die with regrets?"

"Grandpa, how can you say such ominous things? You’ll live a long life."

"Hmph, if you want these old bones to last longer, then hurry up and give me a great-grandchild to fulfill my wish."