Chapter 125 Someone Sends Flowers to Shang Wu
"Did you hear me? You absolutely cannot be with Lu Rang, he's a murderer!"
As Shang Wu hurried upstairs, Ruan Yuzhi followed behind, anxiously scolding him.
She quickly closed the door, leaned against it, and slowly exhaled, her heart pounding.
"Lu Rang has killed people."
"He killed his own brother."
"He's a murderer."
These words kept replaying in Shang Wu's mind, interspersed with scenes of Lu Rang losing his temper in the liquor store and indiscriminately attacking everyone.
impossible……
Shang Wu took out her phone, hovering her fingertip over Lu Rang's number, but ultimately put it down.
This is something that must be clarified in person.
...
The next day, just as dawn was breaking, Shang Wu washed up and went out with dark circles under her eyes.
She knew the apartment door lock code from the last time she visited Lu Rang's home.
Shang Wu didn't go in; she rang the doorbell several times, but no one answered.
She frowned and looked at the garage on the side of the apartment.
That silver-gray Lexus is no longer there.
Shang Wu hesitated for two seconds, then her breath hitched as she thought of the photo frame in Lu Rang's study.
After a moment, she made a decision and entered the password directly.
"Lu Rang?"
Shang Wu lowered his voice.
The living room was empty and cold, and no one responded.
She pulled her coat tighter, went upstairs, and stood at the door of the study.
This should be Lu Rang's most private place in the entire apartment building.
Shang Wu pushed open the door and went in, looking around.
The study was filled with the faint scent of printing paper and ink, and the bookshelves were neatly arranged with various law books, ranging from professional books to detailed case analyses.
She glanced around and looked at the desk.
The photo frame still sits on the corner of the table.
Last time, Shang Wu only noticed that there were two identical boys on the front of the photo frame, but now, upon closer inspection, she discovered that there was a folded white letter on the back of the frame.
Her heart raced. She picked up the photo frame and saw two boys with strikingly similar features, smiling brightly at the camera. Her expression was complicated for a moment before she opened the frame and took out the paper on the back.
The paper must have been torn from a diary; the edges were jagged, and the handwriting on it was neat and strong, but with a touch of childishness.
It is Lu Rang's handwriting, and it must have been written a long time ago.
On January 21, 2012, at 11 PM, I dreamt of my brother again. He cried and asked me why I killed him. In the dream, all I could do was crouch on the ground, covering my head, and say sorry. I did kill him. If Uncle Lin hadn't stopped me, I might really have…
The words here abruptly end.
It must be that Lu Rang couldn't bear it anymore and couldn't continue writing.
Shang Wu's fingertips began to tremble.
Before seeing this letter, she thought it was a huge misunderstanding.
But now, Lu Rang, who lived more than ten years ago, has already admitted it. How can she refute what her mother said?
Shang Wu's face grew paler and paler.
No, Lu Rang would never kill someone.
Even if he really did kill his brother, it was an accidental injury, perhaps a mental breakdown, and he acted that way because he wasn't thinking clearly.
She needs to find out!
Shang Wu immediately stuffed the letter back in its original position, and after restoring everything to its original state, she was about to leave when she suddenly noticed a business card on the corner of the table.
The address and phone number of the psychologist's office are listed above.
Shang Wu bit her lip, entered the number into her phone, turned around and hurriedly went downstairs to the living room to make the call.
The call was quickly connected, and the psychologist's voice still sounded sleepy.
Hello, who is this?
"It's me, Shang Wu, Lu Rang's girlfriend."
Shang Wu tried to keep her voice steady: "I called to ask you, when you were doing psychological counseling for Lu Rang, did you hear him mention anything about the past? For example... maybe something from around 2012?"
She tentatively asked a question, holding her breath and waiting for the other person's reply.
The psychologist remained silent for more than ten seconds, and Shang Wu was about to think he had fallen asleep when he finally spoke slowly.
“I don’t care how you found out, this matter is not only a secret of the Yu family that cannot be known to outsiders, but it is also a trigger for Lu Rang’s illness. He will start to lose control as soon as it is mentioned. You absolutely must not mention this to him in the first half of the year, understand?”
Shang Wu gripped her phone tightly, her face paling for a moment: "So you mean, this really happened?"
Before the psychologist could answer, a faint chuckle suddenly came from behind.
"It seems you've already discovered the young master's secret."
Hearing the voice behind her out of the blue, Shang Wu was so startled that she almost dropped her phone.
She hung up the phone and steadied herself: "What do you mean?"
Qianjue stared intently at Shang Wu and stepped forward: "As someone who has always been by the side of the master and young master, let me remind you that the Yu family is much more complicated than you imagine. You have only known the young master for a few months and do not fully understand him. If you find it difficult to accept, leaving now would be better for both of you."
Shang Wu's expression turned cold.
How she chooses and what she thinks is her own business.
No one has the right to interfere.
Shang Wu is extremely agitated and inexplicably angry.
Whether it was due to her mother's urgent pressure or because she thought she could be with Lu Rang properly, this uncertainty suddenly arose.
Or perhaps, it was Qianjue's arrogant and condescending attitude, telling her to leave immediately, that inexplicably angered her.
"Thank you for reminding me."
Shang Wu sneered: "But this is between Lu Rang and me. I would accept it even if he committed murder and arson. Our relationship does not allow anyone to interfere."
Qianjue raised an eyebrow, seemingly surprised by her reaction: "Commendable courage, Miss Shang. I hope you won't regret saying that, after all—"
He smiled knowingly.
Shang Wu said impatiently, "What exactly are you trying to say?!"
Qianjue said calmly, "After all, the young master may not even truly love you. Have you ever considered that when the young master saw you isolated and helpless, he chose to lend a helping hand because he was doing a good deed and accumulating merit to put his mind at ease?"
Shang Wu's heart skipped a beat.
She blurted out, "That's not how it works! Don't even think about trying to sow discord between me and Lu Rang!"
Shang Wu ignored Qian Jue, not wanting to hear another word from him, and quickly left.
As she got into the car, she couldn't help but glance at the rearview mirror.
Qianjue was still standing at the door, his expression meaningful, like a vengeful ghost that wouldn't leave.
It's okay, there must be some misunderstanding.
It's normal for the Yu family to want her to be with Lu Rang, so they're trying to confuse the public.
right.
Let's go back to the company first.
Shang Wu stepped on the gas and quickly drove away.
As soon as she arrived at the company, the two employees who greeted her were taken aback.
"Mr. Shang, are you alright? You look terrible."
"Yes, Mr. Shang, are you feeling unwell? You look like you're sick."
Shang Wu forced a smile: "I'm just a little tired, don't worry."
She took out her elevator card, stepped into the president's private elevator, and then slowly exhaled, leaning against the elevator wall. She pressed her fingertips against her forehead and rubbed them.
Just then, my phone rang.
Lu Rang called.
Shang Wu subconsciously pressed the button to hang up and quickly replied with a single sentence.
【I'm busy. 】
The phone didn't ring again.
She knew that Lu Rang must have assumed she was in a morning meeting and therefore didn't disturb her.
Shang Wu returned to the president's office and sat at the desk, but she was absent-minded while working.
During the morning meeting, she stumbled three times, and amidst the puzzled and surprised looks of the crowd, she handed over the chairing of the meeting to Vice President Wen Xiang.
At lunchtime, Shang Wu threw away the egg and almost put the eggshell in her mouth.
In the afternoon, before Shang Wu could even lose focus and make a mistake, a huge bouquet of flowers was delivered to the president's office.
Her brow twitched, and she unconsciously straightened her back.
"This is Lu..."
Holding the flowers, Aying squeezed into the office with difficulty and hurriedly said, "No, no, no, it wasn't from Lawyer Lu. It seems to have been from someone else."
For some reason, Shang Wu felt a sense of relief.
Her mind was in chaos; she couldn't make sense of anything and didn't know how to face Lu Rang.
Shang Wu got up and walked over, picking up the card from the bouquet.
There is only one sentence above.
They don't want you, but I do.
No signature.
Shang Wu raised an eyebrow.
Aying leaned closer, looking completely bewildered: "What's going on? Who's afraid to take you? And who is he to just take you like that? Does he even deserve you?!"
Shang Wu narrowed her eyes.
She was certain that this person was a rich second-generation heir from the banquet last night.
Or perhaps it wasn't some young master, but rather a prank by Su Tingting.
Shang Wu casually tossed the card into the trash can: "Take the flower and do whatever you want with it. Just don't leave it with me."
Ah Ying quickly picked up the flowers and hurried away.
As it was nearing the end of the workday, Shang Wu finished approving the last project proposal and got up to leave.
She pushed open the door and just happened to run into Shang Yun Shen, who was about to raise his hand to knock.
The brother and sister almost bumped into each other.
Shang Yun Shen took a step back and asked, "Are you going home?"
"Hmm." Shang Wu nodded. "Perfect timing. You should get up to speed with the president's duties as soon as possible. I still have to work on the jewelry design for the studio. Fans and clients are getting impatient and want me to release new products."
Shang Yun Shen responded and tentatively asked, "Which home are you going back to later?"
Shang Wu paused, pursed her lips, and said, "I'm going back to my own apartment. I don't want to go home and talk to Mom about what happened yesterday. My mind is a mess, and I need to think things through."
"Okay, I'll try to talk to Mom for you." Shang Yun Shen could tell she was in a bad mood, so he didn't say anything more and stepped aside to let her leave.
As soon as Shang Wu arrived downstairs, she saw a familiar Lexus.
The car windows were closed, so it was impossible to see what was happening inside from the outside.
She paused, her chaotic thoughts still swirling in her mind, before quickly turning around and heading towards another back exit of the company.
Inside the car, Lu Rang lowered the window, about to call out to Shang Wu, but could only watch as she glanced at him before quickly returning to the company.
It's like they're feeling guilty about something.
Lu Rang glanced at Juliet Rose in the passenger seat, got out of the car, and as soon as he walked into the company lobby, he heard several receptionists talking.
"Hey, who do you think was the man who gave President Shang flowers today?"
"She must be a rich second-generation! Seeing that President Shang broke up with that Zhou Yanci, he wants to pursue her."
"But didn't President Shang publicly say that she has a boyfriend?"
"So what? A woman who is so outstanding, capable at work and beautiful, who wouldn't want to date her? Before marriage, everyone else still has a chance."
Lu Rang's eyes darkened.
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