Su Su cried, feeling wronged: "Miss, do you hate me that much? The bracelet was already broken when you arrived."

Fu Cheng sat down next to Lin Shuang. He couldn't see the side of her face that had been hit, but he could see the other half of her face that was expressionless, but it was enough to make his heart ache.

"Godfather, it's just a bracelet. I'll buy a similar one for Miss Susu tomorrow."

Lu Zhengqian glanced coldly at Fu Cheng: "That was left by your godmother."

Fu was speechless.

Gan Tang snorted: "That means Mom doesn't want her to wear it. A fake is a fake."

With a bang, Lu Zhengqian slammed the chopsticks on the table, his face ashen. Although he knew they were fake, he didn't want anyone to remind him.

Gan Tang was so frightened that she didn't dare to say another word.

However, at this moment, He Zhong spoke up for Lin Shuang, since the people causing trouble on the surface were his people, and the people being harassed were also his people behind the scenes.

"Brother, Miss Lin didn't do it on purpose. Sister-in-law is kind-hearted and would definitely not want to see you punish someone because of her."

"Let's eat!" Lu Zhengqian sighed and waved his hand dejectedly. Just when everyone thought the matter was over, his gaze fell on He Zhong.

He Zhongzheng pressed one hand on his waist and rubbed it.

"Is your back hurting again?" he asked.

"How can you not have back pain after working so hard in bed all day?" This question made He Zhong awkwardly withdraw his hand, and he could only explain, "I caught a bit of a chill, it's nothing serious."

It's just that with this weather, saying it's cold is really a lie.

Lu Zhengqian didn't expose him, and looked at Lin Shuang: "Go, rub Fourth Brother's back."

"Brother, this is unacceptable," He Zhong quickly waved his hand.

Lin Shuang obediently got up and walked behind He Zhong, using her wrist, which was so fragile it could break at any moment, to massage He Zhong's lower back. Because the chair was low, she could only squat.

"Thank you, brother. I feel much better. Thank you, Miss Lin." He Zhong gestured for her to get up.

Lin Shuang looked at Lu Zhengqian, and Lu Zhengqian gave her a cold glare, which frightened her so much that she knelt down on the ground.

"Massage it a little longer, it's good for your back." Then he warned Lin Shuang, "Take good care of her."

Lin Shuang was so frightened that she dared not get up again.

The clatter of bowls and chopsticks on the table resumed, everyone sitting there, dressed smartly, eating. She, however, could only kneel there, kneading He Zhong's lower back again and again.

The white shirt could cover her chest, and the red skirt could cover her shapely buttocks, but they couldn't hide the shame in her heart that was being stared at by everyone, especially by him.

Lin Shuang huddled tightly behind He Zhong, blocking Fu Cheng's gaze.

After massaging for about ten minutes, Lu Zhengqian asked, "Ah Zhong, does it feel good?"

"Comfortable, comfortable." He Zhong flattered, "The people around you, Brother, are naturally the most capable."

"Since you like her, she's yours from now on."

Lu Zhengqian's words shocked everyone present.

"Godfather!" Fu Cheng was the first to speak, his face almost deathly pale: "Even if Miss Lin is wrong, she doesn't deserve this!"

"Acheng, what nonsense are you talking about? Is making her serve your fourth uncle a punishment?"

Lu Zhengqian's eyes narrowed into slits, forcing Fu Cheng to look him in the eye. After a five-second silence, Lu Zhengqian smiled faintly, but his tone was unquestionable: "You're still a young man. If you want one, your godfather will give you one another day. But this one belongs to your fourth uncle."

"Brother, this really can't be done." He Zhong hurriedly declined, "How can I use someone who serves you?"

“We’re brothers, there’s no need for formalities.” Lu Zhengqian looked at Lin Shuang and reminded her, “Take good care of Fourth Master from now on.”

"Yes!" Lin Shuang, who was already kneeling, bowed her head and replied.

With just a few words from a man, a woman's fate was altered, and she could only obediently say "yes."

Gan Tang felt distressed listening to this, as if she had returned to the sea, to that time of fear and anxiety, feeling like a piece of duckweed adrift.

"I'm not eating anymore!" She slammed her chopsticks on the table, got up, and went upstairs.

"This girl, I've spoiled her rotten, she has no manners at all." Lu Zhengqian smiled, then looked at the restless Fu Cheng and asked coldly, "What, are you leaving too?"

"no!"

Fu Cheng's gaze swept across the table, only able to see a head of jet-black, glossy hair, held in place by a silver hair clip shaped like a white magnolia flower.

After a tasteless dinner, he watched helplessly as He Zhong pulled a woman he had never dared to touch into his villa.

The night was dark and gloomy, with what sounded like thunder. The lights in the dark villa rooms came on, like flames burning, searing the heart. The man standing alone in the cool breeze watched, unable to bear it any longer, and ran towards He Zhong's villa.

Yu Dayong blocked their way and retreated all the way to He Zhong's door.

"Fourth Master, Young Master Cheng has arrived!"

The door opened, revealing a pale face with lowered eyes and fluttering eyelashes.

Fu Cheng took two steps in, shielding Lin Shuang behind him, and looked at He Zhong: "Fourth Uncle, Godfather was just angry for a moment and spoke impulsively. If he thinks about Miss Lin in a couple of days, it might not be good for Fourth Uncle either."

"Ah Cheng is so thoughtful." He Zhong was also unhappy that the chess piece had been handed back to him in front of everyone, so he went along with it. "I'm a little tired. Would you please take Miss Lin home for me, Ah Cheng?"

Fu Cheng was surprised that He Zhong released the person so readily. After his initial astonishment, he thanked him and took Lin Shuang's wrist as they left.

Lin Shuang looked at her wrist, which Fu Cheng was holding, and walked all the way to the villa entrance, where she forcefully shook off his hand.

Fu Cheng thought she didn't like him holding her hand, so he quickly apologized.

"You should leave!" Lin Shuang said, still with her head down, uttering words that embarrassed her: "I want to stay."

"What did you say?" Fu Cheng couldn't believe it.

"To me, serving Mr. Fu or Fourth Master makes no difference." Lin Shuang raised her head, looked directly at Fu Cheng, and smiled seductively: "Or is it that Young Master Cheng also wants to sleep with me?"

Suddenly, a huge pot was poured over his head, and Fu Cheng hurriedly denied it: "That's not what I meant!"

"If you don't like it, then get out of here. Don't stop me from making money."

While Fu Cheng was still in a daze, Lin Shuang opened the front door and pushed Fu Cheng out.

He Zhong saw this scene in the second-floor corridor, walked up to Lin Shuang with a gloomy face, slapped her on the chest, and said fiercely, "Why didn't you go with Fu Cheng?"

Lin Shuang said tremblingly, "I want to serve my master."

He Zhong sneered: "If you serve me in front of so many people, Lu Zhengqian will never want you again, and you can leave here, right?"

“Master, I didn’t think that much. I just wanted to see your majestic figure and I only wanted to serve you.”

A flicker of panic crossed Lin Shuang's eyes. She immediately knelt down on both knees, tilted her obsequious face up, and began to unzip his pants.

He Zhong grabbed Lin Shuang by the hair and threw her to the ground.

"Dayong, see her off. Remember, the more people who see it, the better."

If it weren't for the fact that Fu Cheng would come so that Lu Zhengqian could see that his precious godson was coveting his woman, he would have had Yu Dayong send him away on the way.

Unfortunately, this woman ruined it all.

He Zhong angrily kicked Lin Shuang in the stomach and turned to leave.