The clamor from the outside world regarding the P.P. Foundation and the Lu family controversy gradually subsided under Lu Tingchen's forceful measures and deliberate guidance. Those who should have been punished by law have been detained, and the business that should have been cut off has been completely divested. Although the Lu Group has undergone a major surgery and its stock price has fluctuated for a while, the foundation of its core business has not been damaged. Instead, due to the resolute decision of a hero cutting off his own wrist and a series of subsequent measures dedicated to corporate social responsibility and ethical review, it has won the re-examination and limited recognition of some members of the public.
The heavy past seems to be being swept into the corners of history bit by bit.
Life in the manor gradually returned to a true, rather than tense, peaceful state. In the sunroom, the babbling and giggling of babies became the main theme.
Xiao Lu Chen grew up very fast and could already sit steadily. He was full of curiosity about everything around him, especially liking to grab his father's tie or his mother's long hair and put it in his mouth, which often made the two of them laugh and cry at the same time.
That afternoon, Su Wanwan was patiently trying to feed her son complementary food. The little one was not very cooperative, shaking his head and his face was smeared with pumpkin puree. Lu Tingchen came back early and saw this scene - his wife was wearing a cute apron, her hair casually tied up, a few strands of loose hair hanging down her cheeks, and she was dealing with their little ancestor in a flustered yet gentle manner.
He didn't speak immediately. Instead, he leaned against the doorframe and watched quietly. The golden glow of the setting sun filtered through the glass window, rendering this scene incredibly warm and real. This is the scene that he is determined to protect at all costs.
Su Wanwan finally noticed him. She raised her head, with a little pumpkin puree still on her face, and smiled a little embarrassedly, "Back?" This little guy is a bit fussy today."
Lu Tingchen walked over, naturally pulled out a wet wipe, carefully wiped the stains off her face first, and then took the bowl and spoon from her hand. Although his movements were still a bit awkward, he took on the arduous task of "feeding" with extraordinary determination.
It's strange. The little one that was twisting and turning in its mother's hands just now, when it got into its father's arms, although still staring curiously at its father's serious face with its big black eyes, became much more obedient and obediently opened its mouth to accept feeding.
Su Wanwan couldn't help but chuckle softly, "It seems you still have the way." "
Lu Tingchen raised his eyebrows, his tone carrying a hint of barely perceptible pride: "Of course." "
After feeding the baby food, the nanny came over to take the little one, who was tired from playing and started rubbing his eyes, to a bath and put him to sleep. Only the couple remained in the sunroom.
Su Wanwan leaned relaxed against the sofa. Lu Tingchen sat down beside her and naturally pulled her into his arms, letting her lean against him.
"Tired?" " He asked in a low voice, his fingers gently combing through her long hair.
"Not bad." Su Wanwan closed her eyes and savored this rare moment of tranquility. "I just feel..." It seems that I can finally catch my breath.
Lu Tingchen fell silent for a moment, his arm tightening: "Everything will be fine from now on." "
"Um." " Su Wanwan responded softly. She knew that the storm had only temporarily subsided and the shadow might not have completely dissipated, but as long as this person was by her side, she would have the courage to face everything.
After a while, she suddenly remembered something and opened her eyes to look at him: "By the way, my elder sister called this morning and said, 'Dad...'" He is ill and in hospital. When she mentioned her father, her tone still inevitably paused for a moment, carrying a complex sense of estrangement.
After that visit to the cemetery, Su's father fell seriously ill and never recovered, both physically and mentally.
Lu Tingchen wasn't surprised by this. He just said indifferently, "I've arranged the best medical team to go there. I won't let him suffer." On Su's side, the professional management team has also taken over smoothly, which is sufficient to ensure his medical care and living expenses for the rest of his life.
He handled the situation calmly and thoroughly, with a completely businesslike attitude, yet still maintaining the greatest possible dignity. This might be the most appropriate way to deal with that distorted father-daughter relationship.
Su Wanyan nodded slightly and said no more. Some wounds need time to fade gradually, or they will always leave a scar.
After sitting quietly for a while, Lu Tingchen suddenly spoke up, his tone becoming somewhat solemn: "Wanwan, there's something I want to discuss with you." "
"HMM?" " Su Wanwan raised her head and looked at him.
"Let's hold a make-up wedding." " Lu Tingchen looked at her, his eyes deep and serious. "A genuine wedding that will be announced to the world." It's not a marriage alliance, not a deal. It's just me, Lu Tingchen, marrying the woman I love, Su Wanwan."
Su Wanwan was stunned. She didn't expect that he would suddenly bring this up.
Their beginning originated from a ridiculous substitute marriage and a cold deal. The wedding was grand but empty. There was no groom, only endless awkwardness and calculation. That used to be a hidden thorn in her heart.
And now, this man is going to give her a brand-new ceremony that belongs only to each other.
"Why suddenly..." " Her voice was a little choked up.
"Because I owe you." " Lu Tingchen lowered his head, his forehead touching hers. His voice was deep and magnetic. "I owe you a true wedding night, a sincere vow from the bottom of my heart, and a place where everyone knows our love."
He paused for a moment, his tone even more resolute: "I want everyone to know that you are my Mrs. Lu, the wife I marry through proper means and cherish for life, not the product of any conspiracy or deal." Chenchen is the fruit of our love.
Su Wanwan's tears could no longer be held back and welled up. But this time, it was happy and relieved tears.
All the grievances, unease and hidden pains of the past seemed to be completely soothed and remedied in his words.
"Ok." " She nodded, crying, and then repeated with a smile, "OK."
Lu Tingchen kissed away her tears, and his lips curved into an extremely gentle arc: "Then it's settled." All the details are up to you. We'll do whatever you like."
The glass of the sunroom reflects the two embracing, creating a warm and complete atmosphere.
A few days later, Su Wanwan began to plan the details of the wedding. She was flipping through various wedding photo albums, her heart filled with sweet anticipation. She even picked up a paintbrush and tried to sketch out her own wedding dress. What flowed from the tip of the brush was all about the appearance of happiness.
Although Lu Tingchen was busy, he would always find time to ask her about her progress every day. All his thoughts about her were just two words: "Very good."
It seems that he has made up his mind to hand over all the decision-making power and romance to her, and only be responsible for execution and paying the bill himself.
However, amid this warm and bustling scene, a ripple of disharmony quietly spread out.
That day, Su Wanwan was communicating with the wedding planning team about the venue decoration plan when Qin Hao walked over quickly with a solemn expression and whispered a few words in Lu Tingchen's ear.
Lu Tingchen's originally gentle expression instantly turned cold, and a fierce look flashed in his eyes. He motioned for Qin Hao to wait a moment, then walked over to Su Wanwan, his tone still gentle: "Wanwan, I have something urgent to deal with. You talk first." "
Su Wanwan keenly sensed his sudden change in mood, but she didn't ask any more questions. She just nodded and said, "Alright, you go ahead and get busy."
Lu Tingchen followed Qin Hao into the study at a fast pace.
"Are you sure?" As soon as the study door closed, Lu Tingchen's voice turned icy cold.
"Basically confirmed." " Qin Hao whispered, "During the process of Zhao Jing's transfer to the detention center, the vehicle had an accident..." In the chaos, she went missing. There are traces of meticulous planning at the scene. We suspect that it is a retaliatory rescue by the remnants of the P.P. Foundation."
Lu Tingchen punched the desk, making a dull and loud noise!
This fish that slipped through the net, and one that was full of malice towards Wanwan, actually ran away!
"Even if I dig three feet into the ground, I will find her for me!" " Lu Tingchen's voice was filled with a violent and murderous intent. "Under no circumstances can anything go wrong before the wedding!" "
"Yes!" " Qin Hao immediately accepted the order.
Outside the study, Su Wanwan faintly heard a dull thud, and her heart gave a sudden jolt for no reason. She walked to the door of the study, hesitated for a moment, and didn't knock.
She looked at the sketch of the wedding dress she had just drawn in her hand and then glanced at the tightly closed study door.
The sun is still shining brightly, the preparations for the wedding are still ongoing, and a happy future seems within reach.
But the shadow seems never to have truly drifted away. It merely changed its approach, lying low and waiting for the next chance to counterattack.
Su Wanwan gently stroked the sketch in her hand, and her eyes gradually became resolute.
No matter what more storms there are, she will no longer be afraid.
Because she knew that she was not alone.
(To be continued...)"