Chapter 7 - 1.7 Confession
Eleven years later.
Lu Mansion had been full of activity since morning. The gardeners were pruning the trees, professional chefs toiled away in the kitchen and servants walked back and forth to decorate the house for Young Master's upcoming sixteenth birthday. Even though it was still a few months away, the Master of the house had ordered them to start preparing.
This was special because it's Ren Zexi's coming of age birthday party. He would finally shed his childhood away and become an official adult. This was also the party in which Lu Yizhou would legally appoint Ren Zexi as his successor.
The lavish scent of food wafted through the air and amidst the hustle and bustle, Lu Yizhou sat on the sofa with a tablet in his hands, scrolling through the stock market. Eleven years hadn't managed to imprint its mark on him. He still looked the same; charming, beautiful and exquisite. With a dark blue three piece suit encasing his tall, proportional body, he was akin to Adonis, his presence was almost otherworldly.
No, maybe even more, Ren Zexi thought as he stood at the top of the stairs, staring at Lu Yizhou with a scorching gaze. He looked even better, like the wine that tasted finer with age, oozing with the allure of a mature, successful man. No matter who laid eyes on him, they would definitely be mesmerized. At least, that was what happened to him all those years ago.
He inhaled deeply and tried to calm his furiously beating heart. Putting on a smile to hide how head over heels he was toward the man, he descended the stairs, humming a random tune.
"Good morning, Uncle Lu!" He dashed toward the man, hugged his shoulders from behind then planted a soft kiss on his cheek.
Lu Yizhou hummed without taking his eyes off the tablet. "Come here and sit."
It was rare for him to be so serious. Ren Zexi's heart skipped a beat. No way...could it be that Butler An had found out that he recently washed his underwear on his own and reported it to Lu Yizhou? But...But he couldn't help it either. Who asked him to like Lu Yizhou so much to the point where the man appeared in his dream every single night?
"What's wrong, Uncle Lu?" Ren Zexi sat down nervously, gulping.
Lu Yizhou pondered deeply. He had no idea where to start.