17 We should let her marry Brother Junshan's credit card!

The Huang family was also a very reputed family in the city. And the Huang family farmhouse was also very popular since it was the most glamourous farmhouse in the capital city. 

And since the route led to the Huang family farmhouse, the workers there were aware of it. 

The worker standing there looked at the beautiful lady in front of him and smiled, "Miss, there indeed is an alternative route to the Huang family farmhouse. However, the route is a roundabout route. It is 8 miles away from here."

"Thank you," Xin Yue was shocked. '8 miles away! How could she reach the farmhouse on time if it was so far away!'

However, she had no other option. She had to do it for her job. Thus, without wasting anymore time, Xin Yue rode away immediately.

…

In the Lei mansion.

In a dimly lit, well-equipped home gym, Lei Junmo stood poised and focused, his athletic frame glistening with a thin sheen of sweat. The air was filled with the rhythmic thuds of leather meeting the resilient surface of a punching bag, suspended from a sturdy metal frame.

Across from him, his elder brother, Lei Juncheng, stood steady, his hands wrapped securely around the worn straps of the punching bag. Lei Juncheng, with a composed demeanor, absorbed the force of each powerful punch with a slight sway, showcasing the seamless coordination between the two brothers.

Lei Juncheng: "You gave my sculpture to a woman?"

Lei Junmo: "Brother Juncheng, it was her birthday and I had forgotten to buy a gift for her."

Lei Juncheng was frustrated at his younger brother's actions, "How could you give it away? It was not even complete."

Lei Junmo laughed, "Don't worry brother, she did not understand that the sculpture was not complete. Anyway, only you can understand the depth in your sculptures."

"Oh, only I understand it," Lei Juncheng laughed and chased after his brother to give him a good beating, his playful fury turning into genuine amusement, "You're going to regret this, Junmo!" he called out, picking up speed.

Lei Junmo took off, sprinting away with a cheeky grin. Although he teased Lei Juncheng, he did not wish to get beaten up by his brother. 

The two brothers thus raced through the house, weaving through rooms and around the furniture. Lei Junmo, the younger and more agile of the two, managed to stay a step ahead, his laughter ringing through the air. Lei Juncheng, determined to catch up, playfully threatened to exact revenge with each stride.

The scene unfolded like a lighthearted dance, a testament to the bond shared between the two brothers. As they continued their spirited chase, the echoes of laughter and friendly threats filled the air. 

Soon the two circled around Grandma Lei.

Lei Junmo hid behind his grandmother, "Grandma save me. Save me from Brother Juncheng. See how badly he hit me. Blood is spurting out from my nose."

Grandma Lei looked at her youngest grandson but did not see him bleeding. She scolded amusedly, "You liar."

Lei Junmo retorted, "Grandma, I am not lying. It is an internal bleeding and thus you are not able to see it."

He then shouted at his brother, "Brother, if anything happened to my handsome face, who would have taken the responsibility if I would turn out to be unable to spread my charm onto girls?"

Lei Juncheng shouted back, "You were saved by grandma, otherwise I would have shown you the changes I would make on your handsome face."

Grandma Lei interrupted, "You two, stop fighting and tell me, has any of you two spoken to Junshan?"

"No grandma," Lei Juncheng replied, "But he would have reached the Huang family farmhouse by now."

"And grandma," Lei Junmo said, "Till now, that Huang Ling would have taken a hundred selfies with Brother Junshan."

Grandma Lei laughed at Lei Junmo's tactics. He never left any stone unturned in teasing Huang Ling. 

Lei Junmo then asked the question in his mind. He felt that since his brothers were unable to give him a satisfactory reply, his grandmother would definitely answer him properly.

"Grandma, I don't understand, why are we letting Brother Junshan marry that Lady Saint? I really don't like her. She doesn't even remember my name. Can you believe it? She calls me protein shake!"

Grandma Lei listened to her youngest grandson's rant.

Lei Junmo continued, "Grandma, it's still okay if she calls me protein shake, at least she speaks to me. But Brother Juncheng, she ignores him completely. Royal ignore!

"And her fake English accent, her style and her heels! The way she walks is so funny!" Lei Junmo then straightened himself and said, "Watch me!"

He then did a walk in front of Grandma Lei and Lei Juncheng, perfectly imitating Huang Ling's walk. His waist swayed like a girl as he walked while making the sound of Huang Ling's heels.

'Thud, thud, thud…'

After walking to a distance, Lei Junmo ran towards Grandma Lei and continued, "She appears to be so spiritual. Oh baby, your aura is not clean. Your shoulders are so stressed! Please do some meditation. But grandma, I am telling you. She does not understand anything other than her shoes, her clothes and her cars.

"Grandma, listen to my advice. Instead of Brother Junshan, you should marry Huang Ling to Brother Junshan's credit card. She would be happier."

Grandma Lei was totally entertained by Lei Junmo. She couldn't stop laughing.