Her Multiple Identities Can't Be Hidden, The Fake Heiress Shakes Up the Capital Circle

After being the pampered young lady of the Lu family for seventeen years, she discovered she was actually a fake heiress. Meng Anran decisively cut ties with the Lu family and returned to the finan...

Chapter 270 The Last Gift He Can Give You

Chapter 270 The Last Gift He Can Give You

"Why are you here?" Meng Anran went to open the door for Xiang Fu and couldn't help but glance at the car behind him, as if expecting Lu Heng to appear.

Xiang Fu understood her expectations and said, "Miss, there's no need to look. Mr. Lu has gone abroad and has decided not to come back."

Meng Anran's pupils trembled, and the light in her eyes gradually dimmed. She still smiled politely: "What do you want to see me for?"

Xiang Fu respectfully handed over the iron box with both hands: "I found out that you brought back Second Young Master Lu. This is a newly developed sedative, and the suppressive effect is better than the previous one."

Meng Anran stared at the box in the other person's hand, and what she thought came true. She had to say that apart from Qin Mu, Lu Heng was probably the person who understood her best in this world.

She reached out to take it and couldn't help asking, "Has the sedative Lu Yi used been developed by Lu Heng's people?"

"Yes." Xiang Fu affirmed, and after a moment's hesitation, he continued, "In fact... not only in research and development, but also in the sedatives produced over the years, President Lu would personally test the drugs and confirm that there would be no side effects before giving them to Second Young Master Lu."

Meng Anran's fingers tightened slightly, and the edge of the iron box hurt her palm.

"He...tested the medicine himself?" Her voice was so soft that it was almost inaudible.

Xiang Fu was silent for a moment, then finally nodded. "Ever since Second Young Master Lu became ill, President Lu has been trying them. Some of the drugs are too strong and would make him sleepy for days, while others would cause severe headaches."

Meng Anran's heart felt like it was being gripped by an invisible hand, making it difficult for her to breathe.

Ever since the incident that happened when she was nine years old, Lu Heng moved out of the Lu family villa and lived alone.

She had never heard of his efforts and pain.

"Why?" she asked with difficulty, "We can obviously find a professional drug tester..."

Xiang Fu smiled bitterly, "Because Second Young Master Lu is allergic to certain ingredients, the slightest mistake can cause shock. Mr. Lu said... only blood relatives with the same father and mother will have the closest reaction. Mr. Lu personally tested the medicine, and even Second Young Master Lu didn't know about it."

The sunlight suddenly became dazzling, and Meng Anran's eyes appeared the image of Lu Heng sitting alone in the laboratory - with his sleeves rolled up, the needle tip inserted into the blood vessel, and his body's reactions every minute and every second were recorded with an expressionless face.

The needle seemed to have traveled through time and space and pierced her heart.

"There's one more thing." Xiang Fu took out a document from his briefcase. "Mr. Lu asked me to pass it to you."

Meng Anran took it and found that it was the equity transfer document of Hengyi Group. All the shares under Lu Heng's name were transferred to her.

"He said this is the last gift he can give you." Xiang Fu bowed deeply. This was the first time he showed such respect to someone other than Lu Heng.

The document slipped from Meng Anran's hand and the papers scattered all over the floor.

Equity transfer... Meng Anran was in a trance for a moment, and now she clearly realized that Lu Heng really didn't plan to come back.

Meng Anran squatted down and picked up the documents one by one, her voice calm and collected: "I understand, you can go back."

Xiang Fu looked at Meng Anran thoughtfully, and some requests were stuck in his throat for a long time and he didn't say them out loud.

Finally, he bowed deeply and said respectfully, "Then I'll take my leave first. Take care of yourself, young lady."

"Wait a moment." Meng Anran stacked the documents, stood up, took a deep breath, and calmed down. "Let me ask you something. Did Lu Yi come back to look for Lu Heng after he disappeared?"

"Yes, the day before yesterday, when Second Young Master Lu came to see Mr. Lu, he was covered in blood and unconscious. He had been drugged by Bai Yujin, which causes him to lose his mind during an attack. He was afraid he would do something ridiculous, so he resorted to self-harm to stay conscious until he found Mr. Lu and was injected with a sedative."

Meng Anran felt her temples throbbing and her forehead ached severely. For a moment, she couldn't figure out what she had hated for the past ten years.

She closed her eyes and waved her hand. Xiang Fu lowered his eyes and nodded, then left silently.

The sound of the car's engine gradually faded away. Qin Mu walked out and put his arm around Meng Anran's shoulders.

He heard everything that was said just now, and An Xiaoran must be having complicated thoughts right now.

It is undeniable that Lu Yi had hurt her many times during his illness, but when he was still conscious, he would rather hurt himself than hurt her. This situation may not be the only one.

"Tell me, am I extremely wrong?" she asked in a low voice, her voice so faint that no emotion could be heard.

Qin Mu retracted his arms, hugged her in his arms, and rubbed the back of her head. "You are right. Perhaps all their past actions had their reasons, but the hurt and sadness you felt during this process were real. You don't have to force yourself to forget those pains just because of their reasons."

He lowered his head, put his ear close to hers, and said in a very gentle voice: "An Xiaoran, you don't need to forgive them, you should reconcile with yourself."

Meng Anran's heart trembled, and she hugged Qin Mu's waist and nestled into his arms.

It seemed that only by smelling the sea salt and lemon scent on him could her confused thoughts and tense nerves find a moment of peace.

Lu Yi took a slow shower, probably because of his injuries and weakness. When he came out of the guest room, his complexion looked worse than before, and even his usually charming red lips had turned a little pale.

"Have a cup of hot water." Meng Anran handed him a cup of warm purified water. When he took it, she noticed that the bloodstains on his wrist were slightly exposed through his sleeve.

Her expression darkened as she lowered her eyes, but quickly returned to normal, her voice still sounding as cold as ever: "I thought Second Young Master Lu would just drag others down with him when he went mad, but I didn't expect he would even be interested in self-harm."

Lu Yi's hands stiffened slightly.

"Xiang Fu told me everything." She continued, "If I don't ask him, are you going to keep it a secret from me?"

"Heh..." Lu Yi suddenly laughed, his voice hoarse. "What good will it do if I tell you? If I hadn't done this, I might have been the one who let the dog out at the party the day before yesterday. I don't think you will choose to forgive my past behavior just because of my injuries."

Meng Anran nodded noncommittally, "You're right, I won't forgive you. I'm helping you only so that I can live in peace in the future."

She stood up and adjusted her skirt. "I'm going to prepare the medicine. Qin Mu will stay here with you."

It’s time for Kenai to go back to the clinic and send Meng Anran to Fushoutang.

After the two left, only Qin Mu and Lu Yi were left in the living room, sitting at either end of the sofa, falling into endless silence.

Lu Yi held the water cup with both hands as if he was craving the warmth on the cup wall. Qin Mu glanced over and silently turned up the indoor heating temperature a little.

"Send me to a mental hospital." Lu Yi said suddenly, "You probably don't trust me to stay with An Ran."

"An Xiaoran has arranged a bodyguard for you, and she will also move to No. 9 Jiangpan."

"Aren't you afraid that I'll hurt her? It's obviously the safest thing to send me to a mental hospital." Lu Yi suddenly became impatient. Even he himself was afraid that if he had a mental illness one day...

"Afraid." Qin Mu gave an affirmative answer, his deep eyes meeting Lu Yi's puzzled gaze, "Perhaps An Xiaoran herself is also afraid. But what she has decided will not change. I respect all her decisions. My mission is only to protect her."