###Chapter 7 The Immortal, Or Monster?

Lang Family’s townhouse stands on the highest point of Mount Diamond in G City, where the precious property price scares away most of the consumers, except those wealthy and powerful families.

“Remember what I said?” Lang Hongyue helps Yan Hua walk slowly into the townhouse. Immersed in the fear brought by the photo, Yan Hua just nods randomly.

Lang Hongyue thinks Yan Hua is shocked by the luxury of the townhouse, she shows her great satisfaction, “The old man in the front is the butler, Uncle Lee, who has served my eldest brother for a dozen of years. Don’t offend him.”

Yan Hua finds they are now in the sitting hall. The huge crystal lights shine brilliantly. The Chinese furniture and Western luxury combine perfectly. Compared with this townhouse, the small townhouse of He Family is just like the slum.

“Lady Hongyue,” Uncle Lee says in the most respectful way, with his eyes looking at Yan Hua. “You must be Madam Hua. Please come in!”

Lang Hongyue looks at Yan Hua, who makes a difficult smile, “Hello, Uncle Lee.”

“Hi, Madam Hua,” Uncle Lee smiles and says to Lang Hongyue, “Master Li is waiting in the small sitting room, together with Childe Ruoxian.”

In a composed way, Lang Hongyue supports Yan Hua and walks toward the small sitting room, smiling and saying, “Please look after Hua in the future, thank you.”

“You are welcome, Lady Hongyue. It is my duty.”

Called as Hua by Lang Hongyue, Yan Hua has goose-flesh all over. The carpet is soft and comforting. The calligraphy scrolls hang on the corridor wall. The carved doors at the end are pushed open. Before entering the room, they hear someone talking.

“This is the sole descendant of Second Uncle. I will look after him very well.”

The voice is gentle and elegant, making people believe he is a gentle and cultivated person. However, when Yan Hua walks in and sees the man sitting on the sofa, she is not feeling good at all.

“Yan Hua!” Lang Hongyue screams and holds the woman about to fall onto the ground.

Yan Hua is all wet with sweat. She doesn’t know whether he is a living man or a ghost…

“Be careful!” The man stands up and helps her sit down by holding her arm.

Yan Hua looks at him in an uneasy way.

“Hua, let me introduce,” Lang Hongyue, thinking Yan Hua is afraid of strangers, says in a hurry, “This is your eldest uncle. Li, please ask people to look after Hua. She is pregnant with the grandson of my second brother.”

A man is sitting on the armchair nearby. Though he is in his middle age, the man looks healthy and well nourished. He looks handsome with sharp eyes, just like…

Yan Hua looks at the young man beside him. The two people look similar to each other, just like father and son.

Besides, he is definitely a living man.

“You must be Hua. Please feel relaxed and get ready for your delivery. Though Second Brother has passed away, no one can bully you.”

The eyes of Lang Li stop on the belly of Yan Hua for a while, “When the baby is delivered, it will inherit the heritages of Second Brother whether it is a she or he.”

“Well, this is a must be,” Lang Hongyue laughs, “Li, when do we bring Hua to see Dad?”

Nowadays, Lang Family’s decisions are not made by Lang Li, the eldest brother of Lang Hongyue, but by their father Lang Zhuo. However, since his second son died, the old man has gone to the suburban mansion to live there.

“How is the health of your grandpa?” Lang Li turns to ask his son, who has remained silent for a long time.

Lang Hongyue says, “Well, I almost forget about it. Hua, this is Ruoxian, the son of my eldest brother.”

“Hi!” Lang Ruoxian bends his mouth corner, seeing Yan Hua with his brilliant eyes.

Yan Hua, though looking calm, has the most shocked inner world.

On their way to the townhouse, Lang Hongyue showed to her the photo of Lang Zeyu, the second nephew of hers. Seeing this, Yan Hua believes the good-looking man she saw in the hospital has already passed away.

Though they once had sex one time, she didn’t have the opportunity to talk to this man, who is the father of her baby. And they will never meet again.

“Hi…” She does not know how to start the conversation and in what mood.

This man also has the slanted eyes, just like the man she saw in the hospital. The only difference is that he does not have the teardrop mole.

However, the man kidnapping her, though he didn’t reveal his face, has almost the same eyes. Why do these three men look so similar?