"What does it have to do with him? He doesn't even know that this old ghost you're talking about would send such disgusting stuff over during dinner. How could he instigate me?"
Perhaps out of fear, or perhaps out of acting, Gan Tang burst into tears, sobbing aggrievedly, "I just wanted to see who kidnapped me, is that not allowed? And what's with all this talk about being able to do whatever I want? Liar!"
After saying that, Gan Tang covered her face and ran out.
These words filled Lu Zhengqian with immense guilt. So much time had passed, and he hadn't even offered a single word of comfort to his kidnapped daughter. He roared at Mo Huaixing in frustration, "Why aren't you chasing after them!"
"Yes!" Mo Huaixing chased after him.
He Zhong had been pondering for a long time and was about to speak when Lu Zhengqian stopped him and directly pointed out the business chain that connected with Su Laogui to Fu Shaojie.
On the deck, Gan Tang leaned on the railing, crying her heart out. If she had been half-fearing and half-acting just now, now it was all genuine grievance.
Mo Huaixing stood behind her, and after holding back for a long time, he could only manage to utter three words: "Stop crying." Unexpectedly, the crying miraculously stopped.
Gan Tang wiped away her tears, turned to look at Mo Huaixing, and said, "I'm sorry, I did bring it up on purpose, but I didn't expect him to react so strongly. It almost killed you."
This deal was ultimately in Fu Cheng's hands, so it would be more important to try and steal it. But Lu Zhengqian's reaction completely exceeded her expectations; at that moment, she saw Ali about to draw his gun.
Mo Huaixing was touched. He could tell that she had risked offending Lu Zhengqian to run away because she was afraid of his punishment. After all, Mr. Fu couldn't be wrong here, and since he had said those words, it must be her fault.
"No, he won't!" Mo Huaixing comforted Gan Tang: "Although Mr. Fu is fierce, he wouldn't kill someone without reason."
"You're still defending him."
"What else? Should I hug you and cry, then beg you to get justice for me?"
Gan Tang was amused by him and teased, "Can you cry?"
"I'll give it a try!"
Their eyes met, and a strange feeling spread between them. A wave crashed down, drenching them both.
Gan Tang was wearing a white dress, and Mo Huaixing quickly took off his black coat and draped it over her shoulders.
Gan Tang instinctively pushed him away and turned her back in a panic, saying, "There's no one here, what are you acting for?"
Mo Huaixing turned to the side and looked at the vast, endless sea. "Sorry, I'm used to acting."
...
The journey back home was much faster than the journey there, taking only eight days to return to the port from which they had departed. During this time, Dr. Mu Zi performed surgery in her operating room.
Scars, birthmarks, even the slightly messy lines at the ends of her eyebrows—those marks that represented Gan Tang's existence—were completely removed by advanced medical technology. Her shoulder-length black hair was transformed into waist-length permed hair, a cool brown that accentuated her aloofness.
In addition, a black mole was placed on the spot where her neck and right collarbone met. This was at Lu Zhengqian's special request. Only after it was applied did Gan Tang realize that Jian Suhuai, the woman who was supposed to be her biological mother, also had a mole in the same location.
Numerous well-known domestic and international media outlets gathered at the port as the cruise ship docked, and they all flocked to the area.
"Mr. Lu, I heard that you have discovered a huge island on the high seas and plan to spend 50 billion to turn it into a paradise for tourism and leisure. This voyage is to conduct an on-site inspection."
Lu Zhengqian stood on the steps and smiled at everyone: "We do have this plan, but it is still in the planning stage."
A young male reporter squeezed to the front and strained to raise his microphone. But there were too many people, and before he could even ask a question, he was pushed aside, and the microphone in his hand hit the woman next to Lu Zhengqian.
"Tangtang..."
Gan Tang's heart trembled violently. The dark red sunglasses clearly reflected the man's silhouette. She hadn't expected that the first thing she would see upon returning to China would be her boyfriend, Cao Yunbo.
Fortunately, that faint call mingled with the noisy crowd, barely a whisper. Gan Tang adjusted her sunglasses, turned her head, tossed her long, wavy hair over her left shoulder, and smiled as she hooked her arm around Lu Zhengqian's.
"Dad, it's time to go back and rest."
That cry of "Dad!" stunned all the reporters, and cameras flashed in their direction at Gan Tang. No one had ever heard of the Lu Group's heiress before, and the reporters immediately abandoned their original questions, focusing all their attention on Gan Tang.
Lu Zhengqian smiled and replied to everyone, "My daughter has lived abroad since she was a child. Now that she has completed her studies and returned, whether she is willing to help her old father or not is up to her. Thank you all for your concern, but I can't answer any more questions, or my daughter will be unhappy."
The crowd gradually loosened. With a gap appearing, Cao Yunbo shoved the microphone in again, asking the same question he had prepared beforehand: "President Lu, isn't it too extravagant of you to spend 50 billion just to build an island for the wealthy to visit?"
With everyone else silent, Cao Yunbo's voice stood out loudly, and with numerous cameras filming, it would be inappropriate not to answer.
Gan Tang nervously stood in front of Cao Yunbo. He had always been outspoken and unafraid of money or status, but the person in front of him was a ruthless gang leader.
"Reporter, you can ask your questions later, please move aside!"
Lu Zhengqian chuckled: "Young man, that's a rather tricky question. First of all, it's not a place for the rich to visit; people from all over the world can go sightseeing. Secondly, let me ask you, how many tickets do I need to sell to break even on this place that cost me 50 billion to build?"
A reporter immediately shouted, "Yes, Mr. Lu, if it's not worthwhile, why are you doing this?"
Lu Zhengqian raised his hand to signal everyone to be quiet and said loudly, "As many as 30,000 cargo ships sail at sea in our country every day. Due to various natural disasters and accidents, hundreds of 10,000-ton cargo ships sink every year, and this number is still increasing. This deserted island is located on a key transportation route from our country to America. If it can be successfully developed, it will provide a lot of convenience for passing ships, such as resupply and repair, and can also provide rescue when necessary. This is why I am willing to lose money to develop this deserted island."
That impassioned voice—if Gan Tang hadn't experienced it herself, she would have truly believed it, just like every time she heard him preach.
A round of applause erupted from the crowd. Cao Yunbo, unconvinced, continued, "President Lu, if that's the case, why don't you donate it to the country for joint development?"
“A good idea is only a good thing if it is put into practice. If there were oil or natural gas on the island, I would donate it to the country immediately. But right now, it is a barren wasteland, and further development will be fraught with difficulties, so I won’t cause the country any trouble.”
Lu Zhengqian waved his hand, and a group of bodyguards immediately stepped forward to clear a path.
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