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Lin Chu sat still, not moving.

She ca here for the sake of the precarious Lin’s Company, where her father’s lifelong efforts were invested, and it can’t fall.

As for why the investnt was withdrawn, she knew all too well.

Calmly, she spoke, "I have sothing to tell you; it will only take a few minutes."

Lu Huai’an lowered the glass window and lit a cigarette, the bluish smoke spreading in the air, masking the fatigue in his eyes.

Indifferently, he refused, "The pit of Lin’s is a bottomless one, there’s no need to continue discussing."

Lin Chu knew that unless Lu Huai’an believed that it wasn’t she who caused Mrs. Lu’s death, there was no way he would reinvest the funds into Lin’s.

"What if I told you that the person who pushed your mother down the stairs was Shen Weiyi, and her fall was due to her own reasons? Would you think...I’m lying for the company’s benefit?"

Trust that needs explanation is not pure trust.

After saying these words, Lin Chu didn’t hear a man’s response for a long ti, and her heart was gradually encroached by cold ice.

Lu Huai’an threw away the cigarette in his hand, leaned over, and grasped the girl’s jaw with distinct fingers, with unrestrained force.

His dark, cold eyes exuded icy chill, and his angular features beca even gloomier, "Lin Chu, two lives in the Lu Family ended because of you. What are you feeling aggrieved about, hmm?"

His slow voice carried a cold undertone, as if questioning from hell.

At this mont, Lin Chu simply stared blankly at the man’s face so close to hers, her heart pierced by the gaze devoid of warmth.

She couldn’t even feel the pain from her jaw, so she didn’t catch the word ’two’ at all.

If it were another ti, or if Lu Huai’an had told her earlier, none of this would have happened.

She wouldn’t have thrown herself into his life like a moth to a fla, nor aged so prematurely like an eighty-year-old.

"Last year, you didn’t question a word before believing that nothing happened between and Lu Mingchuan. Why now do you find my explanation ridiculous and pale?"

Lin Chu’s voice was hoarse from difficulty breathing.

Lu Huai’an’s grip on the girl’s jaw tightened even more, "What would be the consequence of falling from the second floor? Every adult knows that. Soone who’s mixed in the entertainnt industry, would she gamble with her own body? Tell why."

The strong scent of tobacco lingered under her nose, Lin Chu was pinned against the corner, her back pressed painfully against the car door, yet this cold oppression was not half as hurtful as the sarcasm gradually erging in the man’s eyes.

Her eyes reddened, but not a tear fell.

A desolate smile erged at her lips, and she softly asked, "To you, is Shen Weiyi the pure, gentle moonlight, so compared to her, am I the kind of woman with a heart of stone, capable of hurting my mother-in-law without reason?"

Lu Huai’an ignored the girl’s self-deprecating cold laugh, his voice indifferent and icy, "Whether unintentional or intentional, it won’t change."

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On the day of Song Jingyuan’s burial, the sky was overcast, but it didn’t seem like it would rain.

Lin Chu went to the cetery, but unsurprisingly was stopped outside the gate.

Dressed in black, her delicate features remained cold and without a trace of warmth, nor did she trouble any staff, just stood quietly.

She was raised solely by Lin Zongjun, and for all those years, she never knew what ’mother’s love’ felt like until she joined the Lu Family.

If the n of the Lu Family all made her feel fear or distance, the only warmth was from Song Jingyuan.

It was her first ti using the word ’mom,’ her first ti having soone gently accompany her during her uncomfortable periods...

Only the identity of a mother can do so many things.

So, she ca to send off Mrs. Lu.

The funeral had not yet ended when the driver ran up to Lin Chu with a phone, "Miss, bad news!"

The driver’s expression was extrely serious, but Lin Chu just asked lightly, "What’s wrong?"

The worst things had already started yesterday; it couldn’t get much worse.

"You’ll know once you look at the news."

The phone was handed over, and Lin Chu took it, her dazed eyes slowly focusing on the screen.

[Lin Group ignores conscience and morality, adding illegal substances to children’s beverages to make a huge profit. After the event was exposed, it attempted to bribe insiders to cover up the truth.]

It was news from half an hour ago, already the top trending topic.

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