The roar of the helicopter gradually faded away, and the convoy drove into another more secluded estate under the Lu family. This place is heavily guarded. It is more like a modern safe fortress than a residence.
Lu Tingchen held Su Wanwan's hand tightly all the way, with such force that it almost made her feel pain, but she didn't pull it back. This almost restrained grip strength conveys his inner fear and determination not to let go again.
Back in the master bedroom, he placed her on the sofa, squatted in front of her, carefully examined her expression, and his voice was deep and tense: "Are you injured?" Were you scared?" His gaze seemed to scan her from head to toe to make sure every inch was intact.
Su Wanwan shook her head, held his hand back, and tried hard to give him a reassuring smile: "I'm fine, just..." I'm a little scared." She paused for a moment and, as calmly as possible, recounted the process of meeting Lao Liu and the content of that threatening phone call.
When he heard the other party's precise threats and warnings, Lu Tingchen's eyes turned completely cold, and a terrifying hostility emanated from his entire being. But when he was facing her, his tone still tried his best to remain gentle: "I see." Leave the rest to me."
He didn't ask her why she was acting alone, nor did he blame her for putting herself in danger. He merely stood up, walked to the window, made a phone call and gave a series of instructions in a cold voice: "..." Yes, Liu Jianjun's family, immediately secretly take them away and properly settle them... Check that number and track all possible signals... Enhance the security level of all associated points and activate the highest alert..."
Su Wanwan watched his tall and stern figure, knowing that beneath the calm surface, a storm was brewing and gathering in his hands. His battlefield has never been about gentle and comforting words, but rather about resolute and decisive elimination and protection.
The atmosphere in the manor was obviously different in the following days. The number of bodyguards has increased, and the checks for entry and exit have become stricter. However, everyone deliberately maintains a kind of daily calmness, fearing to disturb the hostess and the young master.
Lu Tingchen seemed even busier. The light in his study often stayed on until late at night. But he would always show up at the dining table on time to have meals with her and the children. He would return to the bedroom late at night, hold her in his arms, even if it was just to sleep in each other's arms. In the early morning, he would hold his babbling son and place him beside her, using the child's innocent smile to dispel the lingering gloom between her eyebrows.
He never talked to her about the "battlefield", but she could sense the stormy waves outside from Qin Hao's increasingly solemn expression and his occasional brief and cold responses when he answered the phone.
He is cleaning up threats for her in his own way and building an absolutely safe fortress.
Su Wanwan wasn't idle either. She knew she couldn't always hide under his wings, shivering. She began to go through her mother's diary more carefully and, in combination with Lao Liu's words, tried to find more clues about that "deal" and the "powerful force" that coerced her father.
She noticed that the diary mentioned an abbreviation - "P.P." many times. When the mother was anxious, she would repeatedly write down these two letters, followed by a question mark and an exclamation mark. This seems like a key code, pointing to a certain organization or project.
She tried to search on the Internet, but found nothing. This level of secrecy is clearly not something that public information can detect.
She thought of a person - Lin Wanru.
The mother-in-law clearly knows a lot of inside information and might even be involved in it. But asking directly would undoubtedly alert the snake and put Lu Tingchen in a difficult position.
Just as she was racking her brains, an unexpected visitor arrived - Su Mingwei.
Su Mingwei came to visit her sister and little nephew, carrying big and small packages of baby gifts. She looked in good spirits. With Lu Tingchen's covert support, the Su Group had gradually emerged from its slump.
The two sisters sat in the sunroom, watching the nanny practice turning over with little Lu Chen on the soft carpet.
"Sis, did Dad mention an abbreviation, 'P.P.', at home before?" Or has it appeared in any documents or notes?" Su Wanwan casually brought it up.
Su Mingwei frowned and thought for a moment, then shook her head: "I have no impression." What's wrong? Is it related to what you've been looking up recently?" She keenly sensed the undercurrents beneath her sister's emotions.
Su Wanwan didn't hide anything. She briefly mentioned the suspicious points pointed to her father in the diary and Lao Liu's testimony, as well as that mysterious threat.
After hearing this, Su Mingwei's face turned pale as well: "How could that be..." "Dad..." " She found it hard to accept, but looking at her sister's heavy expression, she knew this was no joke. I'll go back and look for it. Maybe there are still some of Dad's old things left in the study of the old house. However..." She held Su Wanwan's hand worriedly, "Wanwan, it's too dangerous. Since Tingchen is already dealing with it, you..."
"Sis, I can't rely on him for everything." Su Wanwan interrupted her, her eyes determined. "This is something I must figure out myself." For Mom, and for... Let me truly let go myself."
Su Mingwei looked at her and finally sighed, "All right, but you must be careful." Tell me immediately if you need anything, and... You must trust Tingchen."
After seeing her elder sister off, Su Wanwan didn't feel much more relaxed.
In the evening, Lu Tingchen came back earlier than usual. He looked somewhat tired, but there was a sharp, hunting-like glint in his eyes, clearly indicating that the investigation had made progress.
He first held his son and played with him for a while, then walked up to Su Wanwan and handed her a sealed file bag.
What's this? Su Wanwan took it in puzzlement.
The background check of that car maintenance shop mentioned in your mother's diary back then. Lu Tingchen spoke calmly, "The shop owner did disappear soon after the car accident, but there was a huge remittance from an overseas company in his bank account a week before the incident." The background of the remitter is very complex, nested layer by layer, and ultimately points to a foundation with connections to multiple multinational financial groups.
Su Wanwan eagerly opened the file. The information inside was astonishingly detailed, far exceeding what she could find through private channels.
"This foundation..." Lu Tingchen pointed at a name on the document with his finger. "The abbreviation happens to be P.P."
Su Wanwan suddenly looked up at him, her heart pounding wildly! He knows! He knew it long ago! He even found out P.P.!
Lu Tingchen looked at her shocked expression, reached out and stroked her cheek, his eyes deep: "Wanwan, I never stop you from pursuing the truth." But I hope you can rely on me a little more. My resources are your resources.
He chose to share some of the intelligence with her at this time and in this way. It not only respected her will but also included her within its protective circle, allowing her to participate in a safer way.
This is not a condescending charity, but an invitation to fight side by side.
Su Wanwan's eyes were slightly warm and her heart was filled with a mixture of emotions. There was the embarrassment of being seen through by him, the shock of his powerful action ability, but more importantly, there was an indescribable sense of being moved and reassured.
"Is this P.P. Foundation the same group of people who coerced my dad?" " She asked in a slightly hoarse voice.
"Very likely." " Lu Tingchen's eyes were cold. "They are like octopuses, with their tentacles stretching very long, involving energy, medicine, and even military industry." The "Purification Plan" is very likely just one of their many projects. Your father... Perhaps it was just unfortunate that I was caught up in the strangling of some tentacle."
The iceberg of the truth has finally revealed a much larger and more terrifying tip.
Su Wanwan felt a chill, but this time, she wasn't afraid. Because she wasn't facing this deep-sea monster alone.
She looked at Lu Tingchen, her eyes becoming as determined as his: "What should we do next?" "
His battlefield is also hers. His fortress is also their common home.
Lu Tingchen looked at the flame burning in her eyes, his lips slightly curved into a cold and satisfied arc.
"Wait." " He said, "Wait for their next move." "Only when the snake comes out of its hole can we strike at its seventh inch." "
This time, it will no longer be just the passive defense side that has set up a tight net.
(To be continued...)"