I became a son-in-law in the United States

Chapter 95 I Don't Want to Go to School

"Understood, understood." Neil Young smiled knowingly and said no more.

In fact, working in a film company often involves interacting with beautiful actresses, sometimes even intimately.

The actresses didn't care; sometimes they would even deliberately take their clothes off for the bosses to see, just to get closer to them. If they could get the relationship to the point of being negative, that would be even better.

Of course, Neil Young wouldn't actually do it. The old man was a bit of a pervert, especially enjoying watching actresses in their underwear, but he would only look.

Once the actresses actually took their clothes off, he felt it was all rather dull. In his own words, the best state was in that half-concealed, half-revealed state. Any more would be too sharp, any less would lack flavor.

Luther gave a few instructions, mainly about the venue rental and the recruitment of extras, before driving away.

After driving for about thirty or forty minutes, we finally arrived at the town of Wellesley. Because of Gia, Luther, who loved the town, also began to appreciate it.

This small town, nestled in the hills southwest of Boston, is already known for its hills, lush woodlands, and numerous streams and lakes.

Not far away, slopes of pine trees and ubiquitous bright red maple leaves intertwine, like a curtain woven from dark green and deep red.

The shores of Weibing Lake are sparkling, dotted with small gardens built by locals, and lotus leaves float on the water.

Wellesley College, in particular, still blends its Gothic architecture into the ridge, with its winding tree-lined paths and green spaces creating a tranquil and abundant atmosphere.

Luther strolled along the tree-lined path for a while, soaking in the academic atmosphere, before finally arriving at the school gate. On a bench under a sycamore tree, a clean-cut figure sat quietly. He wore a short jacket and a white skirt, with plaid socks and leather shoes. His slender yet supple legs were slightly crossed and rested gently to one side.

She sat there, her hair neatly combed, a book on her lap, her back ramrod straight.

Luther walked over without making a sound, and Gia remained oblivious, still engrossed in her book. When Luther approached, perhaps sensing the presence of others, Gia instinctively shrank back.

She looked up and saw it was Luther. She smiled gently and asked, "Why are you up so early today?"

In the past, Luther would arrive at 5:30 pm, and sometimes even 6 pm, but today he was obviously early.

"It's alright, nothing much happened at the company, so I came early."

"Alright, let's go then."

After saying that, Jia stood up, picked up her suitcase, and walked towards the parking lot.

Seeing this, Luther stepped forward, took Gia's suitcase, and then realized that something was wrong.

The box was much heavier, and besides clothes, it also contained a lot of books, making it look like a house move.

In addition, Luther discovered some other anomalies, such as some profanities on the other corner of the box, some of which were very offensive, some were carved, and some were written. A perfectly good box was ruined just like that.

After getting on the bus, she curled up and leaned gently against one side, seemingly looking at the scenery outside the window.

Only those who know her well know that this is not the case at all.

"Jia, you don't seem very happy?"

She didn't speak, so Luther asked again, and only then did she say:

"Luther, as the daughter of the Kennedys, and with my father running for Congress, how could I possibly be happy? You have no idea how miserable my life was in Wellesley..."

Luther paused for a moment, then roughly understood what was going on.

Although Joseph Sr. was criticized and disliked by the WASP community, the two sides did not have much interaction and remained in a state of mutual non-interference, a situation that continued into the school.

Although the female students in this circle still didn't like Jia very much, after three years of getting along, they managed to live peacefully, just without talking to each other much.

But now the situation is different. With Joseph Sr. announcing his candidacy, from the moment he stepped forward, not only he himself, but the entire Kennedy family will become the enemy of the WASP community.

Right now, he's only running for Congress. If Joseph Sr. were to run for Senator or a higher position someday, things would only get more complicated.

Luther felt a little reluctant, perhaps even a little sorry for her, so he reached out and touched Jia's face. She didn't pull away; instead, she leaned her face closer, letting her warm little face touch Luther's hand.

Those hands were covered in calluses, the result of years of wielding swords and spears, but as Jia touched them, she felt a warmth in her heart, and tears welled up in her eyes without her noticing.

Luther felt his hands were wet and couldn't resist stepping on the gas.

"Tell me how they treated you..."

Jia didn't want to talk about it, she just shook her head gently.

"Gia, we are husband and wife, we should be together through thick and thin. We swore an oath before the Virgin Mary to share with each other and face everything together, whether it be happiness or hardship..."

Upon hearing this, Jia choked back a couple of sobs before taking her husband's hand and beginning to tell the story.

"At first, I didn't think it was a big deal. After all, a father is a father and a daughter is a daughter. I just wanted to study hard, but I was wrong."

"At first, they just wouldn't talk to me, wouldn't eat with me, and wouldn't let me participate in any activities. But later, they mocked me, ridiculed me, and made fun of me. Even the principal told me to be careful because my father's reputation wasn't very good recently."

"They tore up my textbooks, splashed ink on my sheets, and put dead rats in my schoolbag, Luther, I think I can't take it anymore..."

At this point, Jia's emotions erupted like a torrent, and she couldn't hold back any longer, bursting into loud sobs.

This kind of thing isn't surprising, and Luther had a premonition. After all, no matter what, politics in this era can hardly avoid affecting family members, and even decades later, the political landscape in the United States is still the same.

If one day old Joseph climbs to a higher position, closer to the center of power, then what awaits Gia might not be a dead rat, but a dump truck.

The people of the Dragon Kingdom in later generations were politically more mature and didn't like to do this kind of thing, but the United States was different; everyone there quite liked to carry out physical extermination.

We must be well prepared, and make all the necessary preparations!

Luther stopped the car, jumped out of the driver's seat, walked around halfway before reaching the passenger seat, opened the door, and gently hugged Jia.

Fortunately, the car had reached the countryside. It was a village whose name we didn't know, and the sun was shining brightly. The apple trees in the distance were glowing green.

He lifted Jia down, and the two sat on the green grass by the roadside. Jia stopped crying, but was still sobbing softly.

"Luther, I'd like to take a break from school for a while..."

"You don't want to go to school anymore?"

"if you can."