When Ali returned, he saw Lu Zhengqian leaning against the headboard with a gloomy expression.

Give me the phone!

Ali handed it over with trembling hands.

With a bang, Lu Zhengqian knocked her to the ground. "I've been so good to her, and she actually wants to send me to prison with her own hands!"

“Mr. Fu, please calm down.” Ali advised, “This is all Fourth Master’s evil scheme. He tricked Miss Chu Jiahe into taking drugs, and Miss Chu was confused for a moment.”

"You can't lie to her about anything that could harm me, her father!"

The most infuriating thing for a person is to have their sincerity trampled on mercilessly.

Lu Zhengqian stopped Ali from speaking again, his murderous intent evident: "Open the door for me. If she really dares to steal, then we'll have to clean house."

The authority of the Green Dragon Gang cannot be trampled upon by anyone.

Ah Li felt sorry for him and replied, "Yes." Fourth Master's plan was too vicious. Mr. Fu knew it was a provocation, but because of his pride, he had no choice but to continue.

That door is the gate of the ladder connecting the east building and the main building, and it is usually locked.

At Yuanhuai Manor, everything seemed normal in the morning, except the servants were unusually busy. Gantang looked at the connecting staircase corridor between the two buildings and asked curiously, "Why is it open today?"

"Miss, have you forgotten? Your birthday is in a couple of days." Butler Ding said with a touch of sadness, "Of course, it's also the anniversary of Madam's death. Every year, Master would spend that day with Madam. We need to clean and prepare in advance."

The housekeeper was right. Every year on Jian Suhuai's birthday and death anniversary, Lu Zhengqian would spend the whole day alone in the east wing. However, he usually wouldn't clean it this early because the owner of that building was a clean person.

"I understand." Gan Tang turned around and went to eat breakfast.

Through the window, a Maybach slowly drove up and stopped at the platform. The owner got out of the car and slowly walked up the stairs.

People get nervous even before they start stealing.

Gan Tang tried her best to calm herself down and looked at Lu Zhengqian: "Dad, why did you come back this morning?"

"Hmm!" Lu Zhengqian took off his coat and sat down at the dining table, looking at Gan Tang: "I was worried about you, so I took a plane back as soon as the meeting was over. How was it?"

He was referring to his daughter's meeting with Chu Jiahe's mother yesterday.

Gan Tang lowered her head. "Dad, I'm sorry, his mother doesn't seem to like me very much."

"It's okay!" Lu Zhengqian patted his daughter's head and encouraged her, "It's only the first time we've met. There'll be plenty of time in the future."

"Dad, I think it's unlikely!" Now, Gan Tang's task is to push Lu Zhengqian to start the second plan. She lowered her head and let her tears fall into the bowl.

“She looked down on me for being vulgar and crude. All I did was wear an expensive dress, and she said I was being pretentious. She said my family was nouveau riche and couldn’t be considered elegant.”

"Is that so?" Lu Zhengqian's kind gaze concealed a turbulent undercurrent.

Gan Tang sensed a hint of murderous intent, but assumed he was suppressing his anger towards Mrs. Chu. She sobbed, "I don't want to please her anymore."

Lu Zhengqian asked calmly, "Then what do you want to do?"

"I still have some feelings for Chu Jiahe." Gan Tang slowly revealed her plan: "I want to go to his testing site in the US under the guise of inspecting a project. When we're alone together, if he agrees to marry me, I'm willing to trust him this once."

She spoke in a very subtle way, but no one could misunderstand her.

Lu Zhengqian shook his head: "This is too unfair to you."

"I'm not wronged." Gan Tang guiltily served Lu Zhengqian some food. "Dad, I also want to contribute to our family."

"Make a contribution?" Lu Zhengqian was taken aback.

Gan Tang nodded. "Mo Huaixing told me that although our Lu family is wealthy, it lacks a solid foundation and needs the support of a powerful group like the Chu family."

"Okay!" Lu Zhengqian didn't say anything more and started to set a trap for Gan Tang: "Your birthday is in two days, how do you want to celebrate it?"

“Of course I live with my dad,” Gan Tang replied naturally.

“No!” Lu Zhengqian shook his head. “I need to stay with your mother.”

"Then I'll stay with Mommy and Daddy!"

...

Things went smoothly. Gan Tang and Chu Jiahe's plane tickets to M country were booked for the early morning of the day after Jian Suhuai's death anniversary. During this time, she met Cao Yunbo, who had returned in disguise, but she still hadn't seen Mo Huaixing.

The thought of leaving this place forever made her suddenly long to see him one last time.

Unfortunately, their last interaction was just a few days earlier, when they exchanged the words "goodnight".

When had he ever sent a goodnight message before? Gan Tang stared at her silent phone and scoffed, "Mo Huaixing, you coward! You hit someone and then deliberately avoid me, how despicable!"

As she continued cursing, Gan Tang's hands unconsciously started typing.

Tang: What have you been doing lately?

Mo: On a business trip!

Gan Tang pouted and continued typing: Did Dad send you on this business trip, or did you want to go yourself?

Seeing that there was no reply, Gan Tang became even more certain of her guess and sent a message: I know you wanted to protect me, I don't blame you.

Although he was an utterly wicked person, he always treated himself very well.

After a long while, a message came from the other end: "Miss, is there something you need?"

Gan Tang paused for a moment, then typed the last line: It's okay, goodnight.

Before falling asleep, Gan Tang looked at the lit screen and silently wrote down Mo Huaixing's phone number.

The first snow of winter arrived late. The ground still retained the warmth of autumn, and the snowflakes disappeared into the earth, but after falling for a long time, they inevitably left traces.

When the sun rises, the ground is covered in silver frost, pure white.

At the dining table, the usual elaborate dishes were gone. Gan Tang had only a large bowl of steaming longevity noodles in front of her, while Lu Zhengqian had only a glass of milk and two eggs in front of him.

Gan Tang lowered her head and ate her noodles, while Lu Zhengqian quietly peeled an egg for her.

Snowflakes drifted through the window and landed on the table. Lu Zhengqian turned to look at the heavy snow outside the window, filled with emotion: "The day you were born was also a day of heavy snowfall. When I found your mother, she was in a dilapidated thatched hut, drafty on all sides, with a leaky roof. Snowflakes covered your mother layer upon layer. From that day on, I hated snow."

Gan Tang swallowed the noodles in her mouth, wanting to comfort him but not knowing how.

Lu Zhengqian put the egg into the longevity noodles, smiled and patted her head, "Eat up!"

Gan Tang sensed his sorrow, an unprecedented sorrow. Was it because it was the anniversary of Jian Suhuai's death, or because of herself?

"Dad, you should eat too, don't just drink milk." Gan Tang took an empty bowl and scooped out the noodles from her own bowl.

"Young Miss!" How could the chairman eat leftovers? Butler Ding raised his hand to stop him and asked, "I'll go get some fresh food."

"No need!" Lu Zhengqian dismissed the butler and enjoyed this rare moment of father-daughter time.

After breakfast, Lu Zhengqian asked Gan Tang to accompany him for a walk in the snow.

Because Lu Zhengqian disliked snow, the Yuanhuai Manor was spotless, without a single snowflake. He then walked out of the manor.