Lu Qingyan looked at the photos sent to him by a private detective on his cell phone.
He had just gotten off the plane when he received the tracking information regarding Jiang Nanshu at the same time.
And the phone was still showing the record with Jiang Nanshu.
When he got off the plane, he asked her where she was, and she said she was at the hotel.
She lied to him.
Lu Qingyan felt that his behavior was wrong, but he felt anxious when he couldn’t see Jiang Nanshu. Even if they were intimate as he wished, he still felt insecure.
So he hired a private detective.
This was a cemetery.
Inside was Zhou Yanxu’s grave.
The thing Lu Qingyan feared the most had still happened—Jiang Nanshu knew about it, the traces of Zhou Yanxu in this world. Even though he had been dead for so long, she still hadn’t let go of him.
She even went all the way to Hong Kong to find his grave site; she really shouldn’t love too deeply!
A nameless rage flared inside him with nowhere to vent, burning him to the point of wanting to book a flight back to Hong Kong immediately.
"Young master, the shareholder meeting of the Lu Group is about to start. You need to hurry up," the secretary’s gentle reminder sounded beside him.
Lu Qingyan’s reason returned. Now was not the time to sulk; he had more important things to do.
Did Liang Ciqiu think that acquiring Father Lu’s meager shares gave him the right to have a say in the Lu Group?
He really underestimated the directors of the Lu Family.
How could they let this illegitimate son who lacked legitimacy and eloquence snatch the right to speak for the Lu Family.
Lu Qingyan took a deep breath, suppressing the nameless anger deep down: "Okay, I know."
His gaze was fixed on the photo, where Jiang Nanshu’s hand was touching the gravestone.
His heart felt stuffy and pained.
"Brother Qingyan, wait for me."
Chu Muxi’s voice came from behind the crowd.
Lu Qingyan turned off his cellphone screen, his face cold, and walked straight ahead without looking back.
Seeing that Lu Qingyan was ignoring her, Chu Muxi chased after him, pulling on his sleeve coquettishly, "Brother Qingyan."
Lu Qingyan violently shook her off. His dark eyes were cold, "Scram."
Chu Muxi staggered a step back, biting her lip, her eyes reddening, "Are you blind? The person you like is me, isn’t it? Jiang Nanshu is just wearing my skin—that’s all she is. How can you tell me to scram? I chased you from Beijing to Hong Kong, didn’t even settle down before chasing you back. Can’t you see my feelings for you?"
In her eyes was a nearly insane obsession, making Lu Qingyan even feel the urge to kill her.
He took a deep breath, remembering the years he was locked up in confinement, forcefully suppressing the surge of anger.
"Ye Yuan, contact the mental hospital and have her committed."
Secretary Ye Yuan, who was enjoying the drama until then, suddenly got called; he stood up straight, "Yes, young master."
Ye Yuan pressed his hand on Chu Muxi’s shoulder with a smile and waved, "You go ahead, young master, I’ll follow shortly."
Chu Muxi watched as Lu Qingyan left, her voice angry, "Take your filthy hands off me! You’re not worthy to touch this young lady! Be careful, or I’ll have someone chop off your hands."
Ye Yuan: "..."
Ignoring Chu Muxi’s struggles, he handed her over to a few bodyguards behind him, sternly warning, "Hold her down and take her straight to the mental hospital. If you let this lunatic escape, you’re accomplices."
The bodyguards: "..."
They immediately applied full strength to restrain Chu Muxi, her shoulder blades hurting so much from the pressure her face turned pale.
"You guys..."
Ye Yuan waved them off, then hurried after Lu Qingyan.
His poor young master, not only did he inherit a company full of dangers, but even on the way back to the country, he encountered a mentally split rotten peach blossom.
Sigh, no wonder since getting off the plane he’s been stuck with a grouchy face dealing with a bunch of things and then separating from his dear fiancee, surely it must be tough.
He decided to find a better time to try to persuade him.
After all, Lu Qingyan was his boss, and they could only relax if the boss was in a good mood.
...
Hong Kong Hospital.
Zhou Yanbai finally breathed a sigh of relief after confirming that Su Ran’s baby was fine.
The doctor advised him not to let the pregnant woman experience too much emotional fluctuation.
At this time, the news that Su Ran had fainted on set and was carried away by a "stranger" had hit the hot search.
Su Ran had always maintained a single persona, pursuing a career-oriented path.
Due to her terrible popularity recently, she didn’t dare to let any scandals break out, only wishing to peacefully make it to the end of the drama’s filming and airing.
Zhou Yanbai knew just how much Su Ran valued this drama.
Looking at her, still in a faint, even in her sleep, her brows were tightly furrowed.
He admitted that his return to the country was largely for revenge on Su Ran.
Since she had saved him, why couldn’t she be devoted solely to him? Su Ran’s fickleness had only amplified the malice in his heart.
So, seeing her in distress brought him a sense of pleasure.
Zhou Yanbai felt somewhat irritated.
He thought about smoking but lost the desire, considering he was in a hospital.
He didn’t care whether Su Ran was awake or not; he just left.
These matters should be ones she begs him to resolve.
Otherwise, how could it be highlighted that, in this world, only he truly cared for her?
But he preferred obedient "good babies," not a stubborn bone like Su Ran.
He paid the hospital to create a fake paternity test; all it would take was for Zhou Zhenghui to come to the hospital and get tested with Su Ran, and this fake report would appear before Zhou Zhenghui’s eyes.
Concerning the issue with her age, wasn’t that easy to solve?
Zhou Yanbai had it all planned out.
At the time, he would claim her adoptive parents deliberately aged her up by two years, so she could enter society and start working off debts sooner.
The loving Zhou Zhenghui would certainly be heartbroken for Su Ran’s plight and become even more protective of her.
He had laid all the groundwork, just waiting for Zhou Zhenghui to step in.
The following days were peaceful.
Su Ran stayed in the hospital for a day and then was discharged.
Online, the buzz surrounding her was growing, not with concern for her injury, but with curiosity about the identity of the stranger who had carried her off.
Just by his profile, he didn’t match any of the young celebrities in the entertainment industry.
So, he must be an outsider.
Su Ran released a statement explaining she had fainted due to low blood sugar.
And that the person who carried her away was the "boy next door."
This sparked further ridicule.
It brought up Liang Ciqiu, the "boy next door" who had "killed for her."
The netizens even started betting on when this boy next door would end up in reform for her sake.
[Wow, another ’boy next door’, Su Ran has so many pigeons, is she a hen that can hatch them?]
[My God, I’ve turned from a fan to a hater, I used to think she was diligent and hardworking, but looking back, it’s all just what? If you’re going to create a persona, don’t collapse it, I’ve never seen a celebrity’s image fall apart as quickly as hers. Jiang Zhouye, who almost got shelved initially, is back in the spotlight and getting steady work again.]
[I want to see whose going to get her removed from the hot search this time! And as for that drama Luanying, I’ve lost all interest in watching it, what a shame for director Wen Zhide, good efforts wasted because of one bad apple.]
[I want to watch Yiyi’s dramas, as for Su Ran, thanks but no thanks, a real eyesore [attaches ugly photo].]