373 Flogging

"Yes," Lu Yi looked down at the brush placed down by Lu Sr. The thick ink spread in a dark blot like the darkness in his eyes. 

"And if I insist?" asked Lu Sr., pressing his hand on the table. The offer had never been a request—it was an order. 

The marriage will happen if Lu Sr. willed it, whether Lu Yi liked it or not. 

Lu Yi had seen this coming. Why, he had foreseen every possible outcome. He tried to laugh but failed. Just what was he to the Lu Family? A reproduction tool? A breeding horse? Must he mount every woman the Lu Family commanded him to? They may have overestimated his fertility. 

Lu Sr. took his silence as consent. 

"Enough of this," he waved Lu Yi out of the room. "It's settled. You two will get engaged first. I have already spoken to Xiao Miao, and she had no objections. Such decisiveness from a girl like her, and here you are whining and bargaining."

Lu Yi remained still.