Chapter 639: My Sister Wants to Usurp the Throne

Hearing Lu Cheng's words, Lu Beitang immediately slapped the Newspaper hard onto the chair.

"She dares! She's defied Heaven!"

Lu Cheng, with a calm expression, said: "Well, my sister really dares it. Think about it—my sister is now something else; she earns nearly two hundred yuan a month, which tops me, you, and my mother combined, almost three people's wages."

"I tell you, she's absolutely out of control now; she wants to be the head of the household, she wants to usurp the position!"

Lu Beitang inhaled, proud that his daughter could earn such a high salary.

But wanting to be the head of the household is like striking his vulnerable spot.

"What does a high salary matter? No matter how high it is, I'm still her father! I'm not dead; this family still isn't yours to take over."

"Indeed, I think the same. No matter how successful we children become—take me, even if I become a minister in the future—my dad will always be the head of the household in my heart, the ultimate authority, his word is law."

Lu Beitang pointed a finger at his son: "Your understanding is spot on."

Lu Cheng straightened his back: "Right, but unfortunately, even with my high enlightenment, I'm still the youngest at home, unable to curb my sister. You said why didn't you teach me back then? Otherwise, how could my sister ride on my head, wielding power every day?"

Lu Beitang glared: "What nonsense are you spouting? Who decides who teaches? I can't decide that!"

Lu Cheng nodded: "That's true; it's just my slowness. So, Dad, since you say no one can challenge your authority as head of the household, I think you need to prove it."

Lu Beitang spread his hands: "How should I prove it? I already am."

"Huh? For example, when my sister returns later, if she hits me, you stop her; if you can scold her with a single sentence, that would be enough to prove you're the true head of the household."

"Otherwise, think about it—if she doesn't even listen to you, she definitely harbors thoughts of usurping…"

Lu Beitang leaned back, staring at his son for a while.

"You brat caused trouble again, didn't you?"

"Ahem, no, really not, I swear to you…"

"If not, then why did your sister hit you?"

"Huh, does my sister need a reason to hit me? She's never in a bad mood; she just likes to beat me to vent."

Lu Beitang nodded: "Fine, if your sister comes back and hits you, I'll scold her. If she dares not obey me, let her try!"

With his father's words, Lu Cheng felt even more at ease.

About half an hour later, atop the locust tree by the wall, Da Hu shouted hoarsely.

"Lu San'er, Ying Ying aunt is back."

Hearing the news, Lu Cheng hurried to the West Wing Room.

Usually my sister gets off work late; coming back this early today, she must be here to beat him up.

Entering the room, Lu Cheng latched the door from inside, then flopped onto the bed, lit a cigarette, propped his legs up, and hummed a tune.

Three minutes later, the door was pounded, going "ding—ding—".

"Lu Cheng, open the door for me, open the door…"

"Sister, I'm tired from flying, want to nap a bit."

"Don't play dumb. You didn't even take a plane. Hurry up and open the door, or you'll get a bit more of a beating!"

"Sister, come on, is it really that serious! We're blood siblings; it's just the 200 yuan I took. Rest assured, I'll pay you back a hundredfold in the future."

When Monkey Ticket appreciates, selling one later could multiply its value many times.

"Stop feeding me fantasies! I have to beat you up today, so open the door now!"

The door was pounded so wildly that my hand hurt from the slaps, and finally Lu Ying kicked it.

"Sister, take it easy, you're about to smash the door! Fine, even if I swindled you 200 yuan, in the end didn't we become partners?"

"Anyway, Marcus was the one I got through a friend; he may not have merit but he did the hard work. Just treat that 200 yuan as my labor fee."

Lu Ying stopped kicking the door: "I can let the 200 yuan go; I'm talking about something else. Open the door first, understand?"

"Don't think you can dodge it today; you'd better open the door honestly…"

"What are you doing?"

Lu Beitang's voice suddenly rang out, and Lu Cheng inside knew there was a rescue today.

"Dad, don't interfere; I'm going to beat Lu Cheng up today."

Lu Beitang, hands behind his back, walked into the courtyard: "Are you in a bad mood again today?"

Lu Ying was startled for a moment, then said: "I was actually in a good mood, but just now my mood turned sour…"

"Sure enough, your brother was right."

"What did he say?"

"What? He said you, as the sister, are in a bad mood and take out that on your brother."

"Your brother is now at least a deputy director; he can't be treated like when you were kids, taking it out on him at the drop of a hat—unthinkable!"

Listening to her father's words, Lu Ying blinked: "What? Oh dear, I'll tell you later; one sentence can't explain it. I have to beat him up first, otherwise I can't get my anger out."

Lu Ying said that and kicked the door again; Lu Beitang frowned, indeed his daughter wanted to usurp!

"Stop it. With me here today, you can't hit your brother."

"Why?"

What why? No why! I am the head of the household; what I say you must listen to—if I say you can't hit, then you can't hit.

"I am the head of the household; you must obey my words. If I say no hitting, then no hitting."

"Dad, you can't protect him like that; you don't know what he's been doing outside…"

"What has he done? Whatever he's done, he still can't be hit. Today I set this rule: you must not hit your brother. If you dare challenge my authority as head of the household, I'll starve you for three days."

"Who's challenging your authority? Oh, Lu Cheng said you're dead."

"What nonsense, I'm dead? What are you babbling!"

"Oh, it wasn't me who said it, Lu Cheng did; Minister Lu is dead, and you are that Minister Lu…"

Seeing her father didn't understand, Lu Ying quickly recounted what Xie Baichuan had said.

【61】 Lu Cheng, who had been lounging leisurely smoking inside, sat up straight with a start when he heard the words "Minister Lu".

Damn it, damn it, what's up with this Xie Baichuan? We said we wouldn't bring this up!

Lu Beitang in the courtyard, after hearing his daughter's account, his complexion instantly fell.

"Take the door panel apart for me and beat it to death!"

Hearing his father's words, Lu Cheng panicked inside the house, and Lu Beitang kept his word; at that moment the door panel was lifted upward.

Quickly, with a boom, the wooden door slammed straight into the house.

"Wang Baduzi, you actually dared to say I'm dead! People are about to burn paper for me! Where are you? Come out, and see if I don't beat you to death today!"

"Dad, he ran out the window…"

This is mixed doubles, and Mom hasn't returned from grocery shopping yet, so Lu Cheng can only choose to run away.

He jumped down from the window and ran straight toward Chuihua Gate.

Lu Beitang kept shouting from behind: "Run, let's see where you can run to, Ying Ying, fetch him back for me; I must beat him up today."

Lu Cheng ran past Chuihua Gate, about to exit the front courtyard's main gate, looked left and right, then hurriedly stopped and dashed into Sun Yan Hong's house.

The most dangerous place is the safest place.

Who would have thought that just as he pushed open Sun Yan Hong's door, lifted the curtain to slip inside, his eyes were suddenly blinded by a flash of white.

Sun Yan Hong, in the middle of changing her underwear, hurriedly clasped her chest and said, "Ah, why did you come in?"