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The Lu Family that Mu Shinian ntioned, Lu Jingchen didn’t need to think to guess which one it was.
After all, in An City, the Lu Family known to everyone is none other than their own.
The corner of his eye casually glanced at the expectant-looking big boy; a smile involuntarily appeared on his lips, and he nodded lightly, his voice calmly grunting in affirmation.
Seeing that Lu Jingchen truly admitted it, Mu Shinian suddenly froze again, his mouth slowly forming an O shape, and after a mont he blurting out in delayed realization, "Then, what is your relationship with Lu Yulin?"
"He’s my nephew." Lu Jingchen’s tone didn’t fluctuate at all, even containing a light hint of amusent, his slender hand resting on the gear shift and steering wheel, giving off an air of nobility and elegance.
Even though Mu Shinian was still sowhat shocked, he managed to keep his tone polite; however, the thought of that guy Lu Yulin still prompted him to complain, "Then how can you be so different from your nephew? You seem so outstanding, how can Lu Yulin seem so dumb?"
"Are you in the sa class as him?" Lu Jingchen didn’t answer but spoke calmly, obviously not minding that the child in front of him was speaking ill of his nephew.
Although sotis he was very protective, it depended on who needed protection and who was doing the bullying.
The Mu Shinian in front of him was Song Qiao’s cousin; naturally, he would be treated differently.
Mu Shinian nodded, straightened up, and looked ahead, then started counting on his fingers as he said, "I’m in the sa class as Lu Yulin, that guy fails every test, so stupid. Before, I tutored him, but last night my sister quit the tutoring job for ."
Mu Shinian’s test scores were always within the top three of his grade, a top student, thus he often took up tutoring jobs to earn so money, wanting to relieve so of Song Qiao’s burdens. Lu Yulin, on the other hand, was definitely a problem student at school, frequently involved in truancy and fighting, with exceptionally poor grades to boot.
Yet because of Lu Yulin’s background, the most the school could do was turn a blind eye.
Perhaps the Lu Family were also very fond of Lu Yulin; they barely controlled him until later, when what appeared to be Lu Yulin’s relative requested the school leadership to find a classmate to tutor Lu Yulin, and the first person their class teacher thought of was Mu Shinian.
Firstly, Mu Shinian had never dropped below the top three in school, and secondly, the situation of the Mu Family was well known in An City. Their class teacher, a 27 or 28-year-old woman, naturally also wanted to help Mu Shinian secretly.
But Mu Shinian could have never anticipated that his brother-in-law would turn out to be his classmate’s uncle, and that classmate was always the one giving him a headache.
"He just doesn’t like studying!" Speaking of his nephew, it wasn’t just Mu Shinian, the classmate, who got a headache; sotis even Lu Jingchen did as well.
At the rebellious age of sixteen, Lu Yulin was spoiled rotten by the elders in the Lu Family, especially by the old Master Lu, who doted on his only grandson to the point of indulgence, afraid that he might bump or hurt himself in the slightest, with no intentions of disciplining him strictly.
This was a far cry from their own generation’s upbringing.
Mu Shinian nodded in understanding, suddenly feeling sowhat downcast.
He was well aware that Lu Yulin was a person spoiled rotten, hence becoming extrely unruly.
And contrary to himself, even though his grandfather cherished him when he was young, perhaps due to Mu Nuan’s influence, coupled with the absence of his father since childhood, he always felt that if he upset his grandfather, he might be abandoned again. So from a young age, he strived to develop in the best direction, to be a well-behaved child.
Maybe when Lu Yulin and his brothers were out having fun, he was still diligently studying.
The atmosphere that suddenly turned solemn, Lu Jingchen looked at Mu Shinian on the passenger seat, who suddenly seed a bit sad, his eyebrows twitched, and he suddenly rembered the matters that Xicheng had digged up, then he also understood.
The man’s voice was gentle, like a kind-hearted family elder, saying to Mu Shinian, "You are also very good. If I had to choose between you and Yulin, I would pick you as my nephew."
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