Lu Zhiwei on the other end of the phone did not show the joy and happiness of a victor.

She gripped her phone tightly and let out a long sigh.

【Luo Xiu, I don't want things to come to this. If you remain stubborn, what you're experiencing today is just the beginning.】

[Zhizhi, do you know what I love about you? You're a rose that can bloom even in cracks, not a rose pampered in a greenhouse. You've always been different from other women.]

The outside world is in complete chaos.

He still had the mind to confess his feelings to Lu Zhiwei again over the phone.

Lu Zhiwei admired Luo Xiu's mindset; most people couldn't do that.

Luo Xiu lowered his head and chuckled softly: "That's fine too. If we fight back and forth, we can be entangled for life."

Lu Zhiwei couldn't stand his nonsensical ramblings and immediately hung up the phone.

...

Lu Ming's death caused a huge uproar throughout the art capital.

Public opinion dealt an unprecedented blow to the Luo family, causing their stock price to plummet.

Governor Pritt finally seized this perfect opportunity to deliver the final blow to the Low family.

Using the pretext that the art association could not be without a leader for even a day, an order was issued to the association to re-elect a president.

In less than a month, the Art Association held its second election for president.

Due to his embroiled in negative news, Lorshu is ineligible to attend this election.

During her collaboration with Mr. Lu Ming, Lu Zhiwei shared the resources of the Artists Alliance, injecting fresh energy into the entire art industry, and thus gained considerable prestige in this election.

Therefore, at the second election meeting.

Compared to the previous eight votes, Lu Zhiwei became the clear leader with nearly eight hundred votes.

He was elected president of the art association with a high number of votes.

Luo Xiu painstakingly orchestrated the downfall of Lu Ming, only to strip away one layer of Lu Zhiwei's disguise, and he not only suffered the consequences himself.

After going around in circles, the position of president finally returned to Lu Zhiwei's hands.

It also gave Lu Zhiwei a more legitimate opportunity to take the position of president.

No more fear of pretending to be Master Luming.

As I walked out of the election hall.

Lu Zhiwei wore a white suit, her red lips slightly curved, exuding gentle confidence.

The sunlight gently caressed her.

Countless people came to offer their congratulations.

Shen Jinmo watched from afar.

The woman he admired, Lu Zhiwei, was radiant and dazzling.

The scene at the Luo family manor was completely different from the grandeur on Lu Zhiwei's side.

The Luo family patriarch arrived from the old house in a menacing manner.

The news of Lu Zhiwei's election as president spread like wildfire, and the whole world knew about it.

Luo Xiu was originally sitting in the liquor cabinet, drunk and holding a bottle of liquor.

Upon hearing that the old man had arrived, he immediately tidied his clothes and came to the courtyard to personally greet him.

"Dad." She helped the old man carefully out of the car.

"Kneel down!" the old man roared, his voice filled with authority.

Luo Xiu bit his lip and immediately knelt on the ground.

This time, his strategy failed him and he lost to Lu Zhiwei. He accepted his defeat without offering any rebuttal.

The old man immediately pulled out a handgun from his person and shot Luo Xiu in the shoulder unexpectedly.

The bullet pierced through the bone, and Luo Xiu bit his lip tightly, not daring to utter a sound of pain.

Crimson blood kept gushing from the wound.

Mizuki and the butler, among others, watched helplessly from the courtyard.

Angel covered Ruixi's eyes, preventing him from seeing such a bloody scene.

This shot was meant to be seen by everyone on the entire estate.

Let everyone in the manor know that even the high and mighty young master, who has caused harm to the Luo family, is no better than a dog.

"You went to great lengths to get rid of your brothers and get to where you are today, so you need to show the strength that makes you fit to hold this position."

"If you hadn't been so infatuated with that woman Lu Zhiwei, would she have been able to scheme against you, not only manipulating you completely but also paving the way for her to become the president?"

The old man's questioning was laced with a terrifying rage.

Luo Xiu bit his lip tightly, "Dad, you're right to reprimand me."

"I've told you so many times, women are a menace. Judging from the current situation, Lu Zhiwei is a cunning fox, and one day she will kill you."

How will you compensate the Luo family for the losses she has caused?

“I’ll make up for it by deducting it from my assets,” Luo Xiu said weakly.

The old man kicked Luo Xiu in the stomach.

Luo Xiu, who was kneeling on the ground, stumbled forward and fell to the ground in a sorry state.

Ruixi gripped the door panel, her eyes filled with shock.

It turns out that Uncle Luo liked to kick him; it was a tradition in the Luo family.

"Everything you eat, wear, use, and all your assets—wasn't it all given to you by the Luo family? What right do you have to use it to pay off your debts?"

The old man's words were harsh and cold.

Luo Xiu lowered his head and remained silent. The usually arrogant and cold-hearted man didn't dare to utter a single word after being scolded.

“Since you can’t handle Lu Zhiwei, then I’ll help you. That woman and her child will always be a menace, and they’ll bring down the Luo family sooner or later. It’s better to get rid of them sooner rather than later.”

The old man slammed his cane heavily on the ground, snorted coldly, and turned to get into the car.

Luo Xiu knew the significance of the old man's words.

This means that the entire Luo family will be at odds with Lu Zhiwei, and will definitely try to kill her if given the chance.

"Dad, please, I'm begging you, I've never asked you for anything before. Don't touch her."

Covered in blood, Luo Xiu crawled to catch up with the old man.

They grabbed his leg as he was about to step into the car.

"Hmph... You know very well that the more you plead for her, the faster she will die."

The old man kicked away Luo Xiu's hand that was holding him, got into the car without looking back, and ordered the driver to drive.

Luo Xiu, lying on the ground, watched the car drive away.

He struggled to his feet, his blood-stained hands reaching for his phone in his pocket.

The pain in his arm made his hands tremble.

It took me ages to unlock my phone and finally get it working.

He immediately dialed Lu Zhiwei's number.

He wanted to give her a heads-up, telling her to be extra careful about her safety lately.

The dialing continued.

The other party did not answer.

The association members personally hosted a celebration banquet for Lu Zhiwei.

Lu Zhiwei was kept drinking by them at the dinner table.

The phone on the table kept vibrating.

Sitting next to Lu Zhiwei, You Li noticed Lu Zhiwei's constantly vibrating phone.

The caller ID showed Luo Xiu.

While everyone was plying Lu Zhiwei with alcohol.

Yuli quietly took Lu Zhiwei's phone.

Then he went outside the private room to answer the call.

The call was connected.

Luo Xiu's hoarse and tired voice came from the phone: "Zhizhi, where are you? You must stay home as much as possible lately. My dad has been trying to kill you. Do you have enough bodyguards? I'll send some to you."

Yuri, holding her phone, sneered: "Your father wanted to kill her, and it was all thanks to you."

Upon hearing Yuri's voice, Luo Xiu's expression instantly turned cold and terrifying.

"Who gave you permission to touch her phone?"

"She's been drinking, and she's probably drunk by now. I called President Shen to pick her up," Yuri deliberately told Luo Xiu.