Hearing the name Lu Youxi coming from their mouths could mean nothing good.
So, Lu Youxue quietly hid beneath the window and, to his surprise, overheard such outrageous matters.
After listening enough, only when the Lu Family's elders and Lu Zhenjia were discussing what to do with the dowry of 100,000 yuan from the Hu Family did Youxue quietly leave.
Once out of the Lu Family's gate, he sprinted like mad toward his own fields.
There was hardly any breeze in the summer at Hexing Village, but Youxue's eyes still stung and reddened as the wind hit them.
How could his family behave like this?
How could his grandparents and uncle behave like this?
Are they even human?
Youxue hated his grandparents, hated his uncle.
He was even more heartbroken for Lu Youxi.
Why did Lu Youxi have to be born into their family!
