159: Stay Away From My Family

Stay Away From My Family

Lu Ning felt that there had been too many incidents in their household recently; her family was being hospitalized one after another. She almost wanted to find a fortune-teller and have them read their fortunes.0

Thankfully, Lu Jingzhi was fine. After an injection and taking some medicine, he gradually recovered his strength.

However, there was anger simmering in Lu Ning's heart, and this anger was because of Lù Yue'an.

She first called Old Zhu, and later she asked Lu Jingzhi. Although he was unwilling to say much, she could tell that his allergic reaction was most likely due to Lù Yue'an.

From Old Zhu's account, Lù Yue'an had wanted to give Lu Jingzhi something that tasted similar to mango. At first, Lu Jingzhi only ate it because he thought that there was no mango in it, but as it turns out there was mango-flavored jam in the cake. Since Lu Jingzhi was in a hurry, he failed to notice this at all.

The next morning, Lu Ning stepped into school and went straight to Grade 3, Class 2.

She arrived later than usual, so almost everyone else was already here.

Lù Yue'an was in her seat talking with someone. She looked very cheerful as she chatted and laughed.

Without another word, Lu Ning strode into Class 2 and went straight to her seat. She grabbed her collar, yanked her up from her seat, and dragged her out of the door.

The students from Class 2 were rendered speechless. Everyone was trying to make sense of what they just witnessed, so they immediately left their seats and stuck their heads out to see what was going on.

Even if these two had simply brushed past each other in the corridor, their identities were such that it would become a topic for everyone around them for the rest of the day. Now that one of them had done something so dramatic, everyone else was even more eager to see what it was all about.

"Hey, what's going on this time?"

"Why are you filming me? I don't know either!"

"This is the first time I've seen Lu Ning like this. What did Lù Yue'an do?"

"Who knows? Maybe she hadn't done anything at all."

"What do you mean?"

"Are you dumb? If your position was taken over by someone else for no good reason, would you still be able to stay calm and speak politely with that person? Of course not! You'll want to make a mountain out of a molehill!"

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Lu Ning grabbed Lù Yue'an's collar.

Lù Yue'an caught her wrist with both hands and looked up at her. "What are you doing, Lu Ning?!"

Lu Ning pressed her against the wall and stared into her eyes. She enunciated the words one by one, "In the future! Stay away from my family!"

Lù Yuean was taken aback and looked at her, puzzled.

"What do you mean? They're also my family."

Lu Ning fixed a cold gaze on her. "That hasn't been the case for a long time. From the moment you changed your surname, you had nothing to do with them! I'm warning you! Don't appear in front of my family in the future!"

She was already restraining herself; she abruptly let her go and turned to leave.

Regardless of whether Lù Yue'an was being indignant or simply trying to attract attention, she glared at Lu Ning and shouted at her, "What are you talking about?! They're my family too! Why are you threatening me like this and telling me to stay away from them? Even if you don't have any feelings for them, I do!"

Lu Ning stopped in her tracks and turned to look at everyone from Class 1, 2, and 3, their heads poking out from their classrooms. Her lips curled into a sneer.

I gave you a chance but you squandered it, so don't hold it against me.

Lu Ning stood where she was and raised her voice. "You have feelings for them? If you really do care about them, why didn't you remember that Jingzhi is allergic to mangoes?! Ask yourself this: what did you bring him out to eat?! He almost couldn't be saved in the hospital last night! Is this your so-called feelings?! Your so-called feelings for your family? Stop pretending to be affectionate, everyone knows what you're really like. I'll say it one last time—stay away from my family!"

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