Whose Mercedes-Benz is that at the door

Su Yang took the initiative to reply, "Hello, uncle. I'm Lu Yun's high school classmate and also her good friend. My name is Su Yang."

"Oh, hello, hello! Are you also here to visit Lu Yun's father?"

Su Yang nodded. "Yes."

"Then why did you buy a pig?"

Lu Yun smiled. "Uncle, why don’t you all come upstairs first and sit down?"

"Alright."

The three of them entered the house and soon arrived at the living room on the second floor.

As they stepped into the living room, Lu Huaide placed the things he was carrying on the table. Lu Yun looked at the three of them and greeted them one by one, "Uncle, auntie, Wenwen."

"Hey, Yun. Where’s your dad?"

"Uh, please sit first. I’ll make some tea for you."

The three of them sat on the sofa, while Su Yang stood up and took a seat on the side, leaving the middle space open.

Even though he was well-off now, he still maintained basic manners. Besides, this was Lu Yun’s uncle—being polite was always the right thing to do.

Lu Yun boiled a pot of water and came to the table to prepare tea for everyone.

Leaning back on the sofa, Lu Huaide asked with a serious expression, "Yun, I just asked you—where’s your dad? Is he in his room?"

Lu Yun smiled faintly and replied softly, "No, he and Mom went to the neighbor’s house to buy a pig."

"Oh, buying a pig."

"Wait, what?! He went too? In his condition, why is he getting involved in things like this? What was he thinking?" Lu Huaide sat up straight as he spoke.

Lu Yun scratched her head and glanced at Su Yang. Seeing him give a slight nod, she said, "Uncle, I have some good news to tell you."

"What good news? At this point, what good news could there be? Ah, Huai'an… that guy’s had such a hard life."

"Well, Dad’s illness was actually a misdiagnosis by the hospital. He doesn’t have cancer at all."

"What?!" Hearing this, Lu Huaide was stunned. He stood up abruptly and stared at Lu Yun.

His face was filled with shock, mixed with a hint of joy.

"What did you say? Say it again!"

"Dad doesn’t have cancer. It’s just a minor stomach issue. The hospital gave him the wrong diagnosis report."

Lu Yun lied smoothly, without a trace of nervousness.

After confirming the news, Lu Huaide couldn’t help but tremble.

"Yun, you’re not lying to your uncle, are you?"

"When have I ever lied to you, Uncle? It’s true. Dad’s fine—he’s perfectly healthy."

"Whew!"

Lu Huaide exhaled deeply, then plopped back down onto the sofa.

The tension on his face melted away. "Thank heavens! These hospitals are really irresponsible! How could they mess up something as important as a diagnosis report?! Scared me half to death!"

At this point, Wang Xueying, sitting beside Lu Huaide, chuckled. "Huaide, this is wonderful news! Let’s not dwell on the hospital’s mistake. The important thing is that Huai'an is okay."

She then turned to Lu Yun. "Ah, Xiao Lu, your uncle has been so worried these past few days."

"You have no idea—after hearing about your dad’s late-stage cancer diagnosis, he couldn’t sleep for days. As soon as he wrapped up his work, he dragged us all the way from Hangzhou to come here."

Lu Yun smiled gratefully. "Thank you, Uncle and Auntie, for making such a long trip from Hangzhou."

"Ah, what kind of talk is that?! Your dad is my own brother! If something happened to him, how could I not come? Even if I were abroad, I’d still rush back! But luckily, it was just a false alarm. This trip was worth it! His health is all that matters. I’ll have to ask him myself later!"

As he spoke, Lu Huaide picked up his tea and took a small sip.

"But I came in such a hurry that I didn’t even tell you guys. What’s this about them buying a pig? Did they know I was coming and decided to slaughter one?"

Lu Huaide chuckled.

Lu Yun glanced at Su Yang awkwardly. She couldn’t exactly say that the pig wasn’t being slaughtered for Lu Huaide.

Just as she was trying to figure out how to respond, lively voices came from outside the yard downstairs.

Lu Huaide stood up and walked to the window to look. "Oh, they’re back. I’ll go down and help."

Su Yang also stood up. "I’ll go take a look too."

"Xiao Lu, let the men handle it. Come, sit next to me."

Wang Xueying motioned for Lu Yun to sit beside her.

She took Lu Yun’s delicate hand and said, "Xiao Lu, be honest with me—did your parents slaughter that pig for that handsome young man earlier?"

Lu Yun’s face turned red as she lowered her head. "Uh, yes."

"Heh, I knew it. He’s your boyfriend, isn’t he? Otherwise, they wouldn’t go to such lengths to entertain him."

"Well… it’s… not exactly…"

"Stop, stop, I get it. No need to explain. You’re still so shy. Your older sister here has picked up your personality too—hardly says a word."

Wang Xueying glanced at Lu Wenwen beside her.

Lu Wenwen was indeed the introverted type—even more so than Lu Yun. A true introvert.

She hadn’t said a single word since entering the house.

Lu Yun turned to Lu Wenwen and asked, "Wenwen, are you still working in Hangzhou?"

"Mhm."

"What do you do?"

"Office clerk."

"Oh, that’s nice. Pretty relaxed job."

"Yeah."

Lu Yun wasn’t exactly a smooth talker either, and with Lu Wenwen, any conversation died in three sentences.

Wang Xueying laughed. "Don’t bother talking to her. Even I don’t like chatting with her. Ah, she’s already in her twenties and still so shy. I don’t know what to do with her."

Lu Yun gave an awkward smile and stayed quiet.

Wang Xueying then asked, "Xiao Lu, whose Mercedes-Benz is that parked outside your house? I didn’t see any other guests besides that young man earlier. That car isn’t his, is it?"

Lu Yun nodded. "It’s his."

"Wow, no wonder!"

"Let me tell you something—these days, a lot of young guys like to pretend they’re rich. Most of them rent fancy cars when visiting their girlfriends’ families. That car isn’t cheap—probably at least this much."

Wang Xueying gossiped while holding up two fingers.

"T-two million?"

Wang Xueying nodded. "I’d estimate it’s around that much. A car like that is way beyond what most young people can afford. Unless he’s a rich second-generation heir, no ordinary young person could buy it."

"So you’ve got to be careful. What if he’s faking it? Once he wins you over and his true colors show—that he’s not actually wealthy—you’d be in for a rude awakening."

Lu Yun smiled awkwardly. She knew Su Yang’s situation well—it’d be pretty hard to fake the level of wealth he had.

Lu Yun looked at Wang Xueying and said, "Auntie, I know Su Yang’s circumstances. That car is definitely his, and he owns more than just that one."

"Oh? In that case, he must be a rich second-generation heir. Tsk, Xiao Lu, you’ve got some luck! Finding such a wealthy boyfriend—and a handsome one at that."

Lu Yun desperately wanted to leave the living room but couldn’t just walk away.

She forced another smile. "He… isn’t my boyfriend yet."

"No? Well, it shouldn’t be long then. You young people nowadays should just speak your minds when you like someone—why keep it all bottled up? I really don’t get it."

The courtyard downstairs was unusually lively, filled with a clamor of voices.

Lu Huai'an shouted from below, "Lu Yun! Grab a few big bags for me!"

"Coming!" Lu Yun replied, relieved at the interruption. She quickly hurried downstairs.