Lu Shifeng remained unmoved: "Jue? Your family has barely visited Jue. This ti, while finding a heart for Jue, none of them lifted a finger to help; instead, they’re all busy urging to marry you and have another child. I think they can’t wait for Jue to die."
Zhuang Heng’s heart was pounding violently; she hadn’t expected him to see so clearly.
This man, who usually never paid attention to such matters of human affairs?
She forced a smile: "Shifeng, how could that be... My father and brother both love Jue dearly..."
Lu Shifeng said, "Even my grandfather is eager for Jue to hurry up and die, let alone your family?"
Originally, he hadn’t thought people could be so cold-hearted, or perhaps he had always known his grandfather was cold-hearted, but was unwilling to admit it. Until one day, his grandfather called him over, telling him not to waste energy on treating Jue, that having another child soon is the proper thing to do; only then did he realize what it ant.
No one cared about Jue.
Except for himself.
Lu Shifeng felt a burst of agitation as he gazed at Zhuang Heng.
The woman before him was sowhat good to Jue, arranging for the servants to take good care, even actively looking for a suitable heart for Jue... But it never went beyond that. Even she, Jue’s biological mother, was hoping for another child.
Lu Shifeng pitied the child, as if seeing himself from years ago in that small, thin figure, whose own mother didn’t love enough, secretly calculating how much value a child could have; such a tragic fate has now befallen his son.
Zhuang Heng was not his ideal wife.
Lu Shifeng had never been so clear as he was now.
Though she wasn’t from a prestigious family, she wasn’t right either.
She was too shrewd, too rational; his wife shouldn’t be like this.
If given another chance, he would still choose Xingyu. His Xingyu...
Unintentionally, he recalled that girl with serene eyes, seemingly frail, timid like a rabbit, easy to bully, yet stubborn to the bone, more obstinate than anyone when she clung to her beliefs.
And a pair of warm little hands.
He rembered when his stomach ached years ago, in the dead of night, the small hand secretly placed on his abdon, gently thinking: If at that ti she had his child, even a child like Jue, not whole, she would definitely love the child dearly.
She wouldn’t consider family inheritance, heirs, healthy or not, useful or not; she just loves the child.
How strange indeed.
Lu Shifeng felt conflicted, clearly Zhuang Heng was similar to him, understanding how to weigh pros and cons, making choices that maximize benefits while minimizing harm, yet he deeply loved that ill-fitting little rabbit.
He missed her every look and smile.
anwhile, the crying Zhuang Heng pleaded: "Shifeng, please let the Zhuang Family go! Even if Second Brother did sothing he shouldn’t, the Zhuang Family is being frad!"
Frad?
He beca alert: "What’s going on?"
Deep within Zhuang Heng’s eyes flashed a trace of venom, Ouyang Yi, since you have no virtue, don’t bla for being unprincipled.
This ti when Lu Shifeng reinvestigated the matter of the fire, the clues were too solid, if soone wasn’t scapegoated it simply wouldn’t be avoidable. Zhuang Heng couldn’t extricate herself under Lu Shifeng’s investigation, so she sought help from Ouyang Yi, even intending to bla him. Yet Ouyang Yi saw through her, being cleverer, pushed out the Zhuang Family’s number two.
Lu Shifeng was indeed furious, retaliations against the Zhuang Family ca one after another, the Zhuang Family had no power to counter.
Zhuang Heng also pleaded with Ouyang Yi, but Ouyang Yi remained on the sidelines, telling her he was powerless to save the Zhuang Family.
If that’s the case, then might as well drag everyone down together!
Zhuang Heng thought fiercely, Ouyang Yi must learn that those who provoke her won’t end well!
Zhuang Heng made up her mind, lifted her head, and said to Lu Shifeng: "Recently, in order to save the Zhuang Family, I also investigated this matter and uncovered deeper clues, which can prove my second brother is not the main culprit! But Shifeng, you must promise , if I tell you these clues, you’ll let the Zhuang Family off, okay?" She pleaded bitterly, even at this point, she must find a way to save the Zhuang Family.
Because if the Zhuang Family falls, she won’t be any kind of daughter, and perhaps Mr. Lu would find her incompatible with Lu Shifeng, preventing their marriage!
Lu Shifeng’s face was terrifying: "Are you threatening ?"
"I wouldn’t dare!" Zhuang Heng hurriedly said, her complexion slightly pale, then cried sorrowfully, "Shifeng, please have rcy on ! I’ve known you since childhood, played when we were young, worked alongside you growing up, later even gave you a son! Over the years, I may not have achieved much, but my efforts were bitter; could you let the Zhuang Family go? I don’t ask for full restoration, just to stop now, allowing the Zhuang Family to survive, I’d be so grateful!"
Lu Shifeng looked at her without speaking.
Zhuang Heng pleaded again: "The Zhuang Family is truly innocent! Moreover, this matter also involves Su Xingyu, please hear about this clue!"
Involves Xingyu?
Lu Shifeng’s eyes darkened: "Alright, as long as I confirm your clue has significant value, I’ll let the Zhuang Family go."
With his promise, joy flickered in Zhuang Heng’s heart, but she also felt anxious—really expose Ouyang Yi? Once Lu Shifeng discovers Ouyang Yi’s involvent in the arson, he’ll undoubtedly tell Su Xingyu!
Then wouldn’t that create a rift between Su Xingyu and Ouyang Yi?
This could pull Su Xingyu one step closer to Lu Shifeng!
But...
There’s no ti to dwell on too much now.
Her hope to marry Lu Shifeng hinged on her status as a socialite and having given birth to Jue, but if the Zhuang Family collapses, she’ll beco a commoner, likely facing the sa fate as Su Xingyu—opposed by the Lu Family elders!
At that ti, neither Mr. Lu nor Du Shuxian would support her.
Such an outco is no different than directly losing to Su Xingyu, isn’t it?
Better to drag down Ouyang Yi to save the Zhuang Family; that way she still has a chance to turn the tables!
Zhuang Heng made up her mind and told Lu Shifeng: "Actually, Ouyang Yi..."
It was late at night.
Su Xingyu’s phone rang.
Half-asleep, she picked it up, hearing Lu Shifeng’s voice: "Xingyu."
Her sleepiness vanished instantly, glancing at the clock on the bedside table and the slumbering Han on the sa bed, she lowered her voice coldly, "Lu Shifeng, are you crazy?! Calling to harass at one in the morning?!"
"Xingyu, I have sothing very important to tell you." Lu Shifeng’s tone was very serious.
Yet Su Xingyu’s heart was filled with anger: "Your matters aren’t important to !"
With that, she hung up the phone.
Lu Shifeng called again.
She hung up again.
Called again.
She hung up again.
Over and over for more than ten tis, the calls didn’t stop, enraged, she decisively powered off her phone.
Under the quilt, Han, disturbed, stirred a bit, rubbing his eyes sleepily: "Mom, what’s wrong?"
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