The smoke from the abandonment of the opera house has dissipated, leaving behind only a ground of devastation and bone-deep scars. Shen Huaiming was secretly escorted to an absolutely safe and secluded location, heavily guarded by troops. What awaited him was endless interrogations and the final legal trial. The crazy kingdom he had meticulously built collapsed at that moment.
After a detailed examination of the gunshot wound on Lu Tingchen's back, it was confirmed that the bulletproof soft armor absorbed most of the impact force, only causing severe soft tissue contusions and minor bone fractures. He needs to rest, but there is no serious problem. Su Wanwan stayed by his side without leaving his side for a moment, giving him water and medicine. The worry and fear in her eyes lingered for a long time.
After undergoing the highest level of security checks and repairs, the manor gradually returned to its former tranquility. However, the number and frequency of patrolling bodyguards have been raised to an unprecedented level. That thrilling attack, like a profound imprint, reminded everyone of the approach and departure of danger.
A few days later, the initial interrogation results came out.
After the initial stubbornness and madness, Shen Huaming's psychological defense gradually collapsed under the solid evidence and psychological offensive, and he intermittently disclosed more heinous details.
He admitted that he was the "Sir" who had planned the revenge against the Lu family for decades. From the early stage of using the resources of the P.P. Foundation for illegal experiments and commercial crackdowns, to the later discovery that Jiang Yue and Li Qingya sensed something was wrong and then killed them, to taking advantage of Lin Wanru's fear and Su's father's guilt to manipulate them, and finally even going so far as to use his possible "son" Lu Tingchen as the ultimate weapon... His paranoia and hatred wove a huge, blood-stained web.
He also indirectly confirmed the most unbearable guess - when he was young, he did have a relationship with Li Qingya, but Lu Hanhai, for some kind of family interest or face, forcibly broke them up and forced Li Qingya to marry Su's father. Lu Tingchen's background is very likely the bitter fruit of that past love, which was concealed and exploited by Lu Hanhai to become a tool for controlling Lin Wanru and consolidating the interests of the Lu family.
Every truth is so heavy that it suffocates.
After listening to Qin Hao's report, Lu Tingchen remained silent for the entire afternoon. He sat alone in the study, looking out of the window, his figure desolate. He needs time to digest all this, to accept his origin full of lies and exploitation, and to accept the cold and heartless face of his beloved grandfather.
Su Wanwan didn't disturb him. She just silently placed the warm refreshments and soothing ointment at the door of the study, and then held her son in her arms and waited quietly in the next room. She knew that some wounds had to be licked alone.
It was not until the evening that Lu Tingchen opened the study door and came out. His complexion was still somewhat pale, but his eyes had returned to their usual calmness. However, beneath that calmness, there was an added sense of weariness and relief after experiencing the vicissitudes of life.
He walked up to Su Wanwan, reached out and held her and the child in his arms, buried his face in her neck and took a deep breath.
It's all in the past. He whispered, his voice a little hoarse but with a sense of relief after shedding a heavy burden, "He is he, and I am I." I have you and Chenchen, and that's enough for me."
Su Wanwan hugged him back and gently patted his back, "Yes, it's all in the past." We will have a fresh start."
The couple's embracing figures stretched long in the setting sun, warm and resolute.
A few days later, the injury on Lu Tingchen's back had healed a lot. He decided to go to the sanatorium again. This time, I went there with Shen Huaiming's arrest and some of the truth. He felt that his mother had the right to know that the nightmare that had haunted her for half her life had come to an end.
However, when they arrived at the nursing home, they were informed that Lin Wanru had been in a deep coma since yesterday. After examination by the doctor, it was determined that the physical failure was caused by long-term mental stress and sudden extreme emotional fluctuations. It might... Time is running out.
This news was like a huge rock, pounding heavily on Lu Tingchen's heart. He hurried into the ward and saw the woman lying on the hospital bed, with tubes all over her body and so thin that only a bone remained. His eyes instantly welled up with tears.
No matter how many faults she made, how much cowardice and concealment she had, she was still his mother, the woman who secretly came to see him on countless nights and brought him a little warmth.
He gently held his mother's withered hand and whispered in her ear, "Mom, he caught..." It's over... Everything is over... Rest assured..."
Perhaps having heard his words, Lin Wanru, who was in a coma, slowly shed a murky tear from the corner of her eye. A few days later, she passed away peacefully in a deep sleep. Until her death, she never fully regained consciousness nor left a single word behind. She took away the secrets, fears and regrets of her life, as well as the last shadow of that era.
Her funeral was very low-key, with only a few close people in attendance. Lu Tingchen, as her son, arranged for her funeral and buried her in a beautiful cemetery far from the ancestral graves of the Lu family. Perhaps there she can find true peace.
As time goes by, the waves gradually subside.
Shen Huaming and his followers were severely punished by law, and the related business empires and illegal networks were thoroughly investigated and eradicated. Although the Lu Group has experienced ups and downs, under the iron-fisted control and innovation of Lu Tingchen, it has gradually shaken off the shadows of the past and embarked on a brighter and more stable path.
It's another sunny afternoon.
In the garden of the manor, the lawn is emerald green and flowers are in full bloom.
Little Lu Chen, who is already over one year old, is wearing overalls and wobbling as he chases after a colorful ball, making cooing sounds and laughing like a little sun. He has fully recovered from that shock and has become the source of joy in the manor.
Su Wanwan sat on the white swing chair beside her, looking at her son, with a gentle and happy smile on her face. The paintbrush in her hand gently sketched on the drawing board, capturing this heartwarming scene. Her design studio has reopened. Although it is not large in scale, it is filled with her personal style and philosophy and is doing a great job.
After finishing the morning's official business, Lu Tingchen came out of the study and walked to the garden. He didn't disturb his wife who was painting. Instead, he walked over and lifted his giggling son high up, causing the little one to scream excitedly.
The sunlight bathed the family of three in a warm golden glow. The air was filled with the fragrance of grass and flowers, creating a peaceful and beautiful atmosphere.
The thrilling moments, intrigues, loves and hates of the past seem to have all turned into distant background sounds. Those scars still exist, but no longer cause pain; they have become profound yet no longer disturbing chapters in their life stories.
Lu Tingchen held his son in his arms, walked to the swing chair and sat down. He naturally pulled Su Wanwan into his embrace as well.
Su Wanwan leaned against his strong shoulder, looking at her son who was playing with the buttons of his shirt in her arms, and said softly, "That's great."
Lu Tingchen lowered his head, kissed the top of her hair, and looked at her and the little one with a gentle gaze: "Mm." "
No more words are needed.
After going through countless storms and hardships, they finally held each other's hands tightly and welcomed this warm and solid haven.
The starting point of a substitute marriage might be absurd, and the journey of escape is full of dangers. There are also the conflicts and bloody storms within the wealthy family. But what eventually settles down is that deep love and protection that shine even brighter after being tempered.
In a flash marriage, I got married to a little boy. Mr. Lu, in the end, spoiled him with his life all his life.
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