Su He’s injuries were not severe. After two days of observation in the hospital, she returned home. As for the wedding banquet, she had long since forgotten about it. Later, when she remembered to ask, Lu Yanbei dismissed it with a brief explanation, saying nothing had gone wrong.
Su He subtly tried to probe Tang Jiaojiao, but it seemed she knew nothing. Tang Jiaojiao even asked her where they had gone, running off and leaving a room full of guests – how capricious.
Su He could only offer a vague explanation.
After recuperating at home for a few days, Su He was immediately back to her lively self. Since officially becoming Mrs. Lu, invitations from various families poured in like snowflakes. Su He, as the hostess of the Lu family, began to get busy. Although Lu Yanbei said she didn't have to attend some social events if she didn't want to, having taken on the title of Mrs. Lu, she had to appear at certain occasions.
Unlike before, Su He was now followed by bodyguards when she went out.
If it were in the past, Su He would have definitely refused, but she couldn't disregard Lu Yanbei's feelings. His health was not very stable, and Su He didn't dare to be temperamental.
Soon, photos of Su He attending various events circulated within their social circle.
“I thought the rumors before were just rumors, I didn’t expect they’d actually gotten married!”
“I heard the wedding was held on an island, and almost everyone from B City’s elite circles attended. The cost of the wedding banquet alone ran into hundreds of millions…”
“Cinderella marrying into a wealthy family and becoming a phoenix – that’s one of a kind even in the status-conscious upper class!”
“The Lu family has always only married into prestigious families. To make such a concession for a commoner girl, this Su He must be extraordinary!”
Qiao An’an, having attached herself to a young master from the Qi family in Nancheng, could also access some people from high society, and naturally heard about Su He.
She hadn't expected Su He to return alive!
“She’s really lucky to be alive! Surviving several hours in a refrigerated truck!” Qiao An’an gripped her wine glass, her fingers turning slightly pale.
“I’ve never quite understood why you insisted on targeting her?” The man with a prominent belly pinched her chin, a curve of curiosity on his lips.
Qiao An’an adjusted her expression and said in a sweet voice, “For no reason, I just don’t like her, is that not allowed?”
“But you kept her identity from me before, causing me a lot of trouble.” The man’s eyes suddenly turned ferocious, and with a forceful grip, he threw her to the ground.
Qiao An’an clutched her knee, a piercing pain shooting through her. But she dared not cry out, forcing a smile onto her face to appease him. “Third Young Master, you are from the Qi family, are you afraid of the Lu family?”
“Afraid? Not exactly,” Qi Zhao said with a cold laugh. “It’s just that Lu Yanbei’s temperament is unpredictable and he holds grudges. Who knows what he might do.”
Qi Zhao was the eldest son of the fourth branch of the Qi family, ranked third in the family, and one of the strong contenders for inheritance. However, with his current strength, he couldn't contend with Lu Yanbei.
“I heard that when he goes mad, he shows no mercy, even to his own people.” The man swirled his red wine glass, then suddenly stomped on Qiao An’an’s hand.
“I’m already exhausted dealing with people within the Qi family, and now you’ve provoked such a menace! Are you tired of living a good life!”
Qiao An’an screamed, tears streaming down her face from the pain. “Third Young Master, I didn’t intentionally hide it from you… It’s just that back then, everyone said Su He and Young Master Lu’s marriage was just a contract, that Young Master Lu had no feelings for her, I thought…”
“Who do you think you are!” Qi Zhao was most annoyed by such self-righteous people. “Don’t think I don’t know you often use my name to show off! If it weren’t for the fact that you’re still useful to me, you would have long become food for my pets!”
Hearing the word “pets,” Qiao An’an’s face turned ashen.
Qi Zhao, that pervert, kept several wolves. When he had nothing else to do, he liked to take her to watch them fight over a sheep. She still vividly remembered the bloody scenes, and the thought sent shivers down her spine.
“If you’re disobedient, I’ll lock you in the wolf den!” Qi Zhao often threatened her with this when he was joking.
Qiao An’an, remembering the tragic deaths of those animals, shook her head like a rattle drum. “Third Young Master, spare me! I know I was wrong, please give me another chance!”
“Why would I give you a chance? To deal with Lu Yanbei’s wife again?” Qi Zhao asked coldly.
“No, I wouldn’t dare again!” Qiao An’an crawled to him crying.
Qi Zhao lit a cigarette and looked down at her. “I’ve seen plenty of women like you! Give you an inch and you take a mile! Wouldn’t it be better to be a well-behaved, obedient canary? Why must you always stir up trouble!”
Perhaps accustomed to seeing women cry, the man showed no hint of pity. After severely reprimanding Qiao An’an, he suddenly became gentle again.
He beckoned her over with a finger, signaling her to crawl towards him.
Seeing the smile on his face, Qiao An’an shivered in fear.
This pervert was going to torment her again!
As expected, in the next second, the man lifted his silk robe. “Serve me well, and I’ll forgive you this time!”
Qiao An’an gritted her teeth, lowered her eyes, and hid all the resentment in her heart.
*
Lu Corporation Headquarters
Lei Ting, on his Harley, executed a perfect drift and stopped steadily at the entrance of the building, drawing cheers and screams from countless onlookers.
He swung his long legs off the bike, took off his black helmet, shook his hair stylishly, and walked in with his backpack, completely ignoring the surrounding attention.
“Oh my god, who is this handsome guy? So cool!”
“That motorcycle must be expensive. He must be a rich young master!”
Fang Xiaowen immediately stood up, tidied her appearance, and blocked his path. “Sir, whom are you looking for?”
Lei Ting turned to look at her and said with a stern face, “I’m looking for your Mr. Lu.”
“Do you have an appointment?” she asked again.
Lei Ting glanced at her indifferently. “You don’t recognize me?”
Fang Xiaowen was momentarily speechless.
Should she recognize him?
He wasn’t some big celebrity!
At this moment, a colleague beside her tugged at her sleeve and smilingly ushered Lei Ting into the elevator. “Young Master Lei, she’s new and hasn’t seen you before.”
After saying that, she even thoughtfully pressed the elevator button for him.
Lei Ting nodded and arrogantly put on his sunglasses.
After he left, Fang Xiaowen couldn’t help but ask her colleague, “Is he famous?”
“He’s our boss’s good friend, and also an F1 racing champion,” the colleague whispered gleefully.
“He, is he that impressive?” Fang Xiaowen had always loved watching racing movies since she was young and had an inexplicable admiration for race car drivers. Her bedroom walls were covered with posters of race car drivers; she was a bona fide racing fan.
“Of course, he’s impressive!” After the initial excitement, the colleague felt a bit regretful. “However, I heard he’s semi-retired and rarely participates in competitions anymore. So, it’s understandable that you don’t know him.”
Lei Ting had no time to listen to the employees’ gossip. He went straight to Lu Yanbei’s office upon reaching the office area.
“Brother Yan, this is what you asked me to investigate.” Before Lei Ting could even sit down, he pulled out a file bag from his backpack. It was filled with a thick stack of documents, bulging out, indicating he had found quite a lot of information.