Lu Zheng stared intently at Shang Wu: "I heard you're pregnant?"
“Yes.” Shang Wu walked over. “Let me see Lu Rang.”
Yan Yue's eyes widened in surprise.
Lu Zheng remained calm and smiled, "Miss Shang, I saw this trick of yours when I was young. Putting aside the possibility that you might be lying to me, even if you are really pregnant, if it's not an illegitimate child that I acknowledge, it's absolutely impossible for you to be recognized as a member of my Yu family."
“I’m not using the child to blackmail you. It’s just that the child’s father is Lu Rang. Whether I want him or not, and how to handle our relationship, I need Lu Rang to come forward and give me an explanation in person.”
Shang Wu sat down on the sofa without any hesitation, staring directly at Lu Zheng.
Lu Zheng narrowed his eyes and looked at her for a long time: "Lu Rang has had another relapse and was sent to a psychologist for treatment by Qian Jue, so he can't see you."
Shang Wu's heart tightened, and she blurted out, "I'm going to find him!"
Lu Zheng sneered: "Impossible. Send someone to take Miss Shang back."
"Qianjue should have told you about what happened last time. Lu Rang saw that I was able to regain my senses. I was just trying to help him get out of the illness as soon as possible. I had no other intentions. He asked me to come over."
Shang Wu clenched her fists and looked down at Lu Zheng: "With hundreds of bodyguards from Wanhu, are you afraid I'll kidnap Lu Rang and run away?"
Lu Zheng had nothing more to say.
This was the first time he had ever seen a woman dare to hide in the trunk of his car to harass his son, and confidently say that she could help Lu Rang get rid of an illness that even psychologists couldn't cure.
Lu Zheng leaned back on the sofa and said calmly, "I'll let you see him, but on the condition that you help him come to his senses, then leave Wanhu immediately and never bother him again."
Shang Wu slowly pursed her lips, then suddenly scoffed.
"Now I know why Lu Rang got sick. With a father like that, how could he be mentally healthy?"
The bodyguard's expression changed.
Yan Yue's legs went weak with fright, and he quickly grabbed Shang Wu: "What nonsense are you spouting? Apologize to Mr. Lu right now..."
Shang Wu shook off his hand and said calmly, "Okay, I agree."
Lu Zheng wasn't annoyed by what she had just said. He waved his hand, signaling the bodyguard to take her over.
Shang Wu turned and left, walking quickly down the steps.
Seeing her hurried steps, Yan Yue rushed up to her and asked in a low voice, "Are you really pregnant?"
Shang Wu was speechless: "Do you even have a brain? Do you think I can conjure a child out of thin air?"
She left the villa with her bodyguard.
The landscaping around Wanhu Lake is excellent, with villas and residences arranged in a pleasing and orderly manner, and gardens of great artistic conception everywhere.
Shang Wu and her bodyguards weaved through the crowd, past a banana grove, until they came upon a wooden house.
Qianjue was standing outside, talking to the psychologist.
Shang Wu walked over and asked, "Where's Lu Rang?"
Qianjue had already received Lu Zheng's notification and said calmly, "He's inside. This time, he's in a very depressed and desperate state. He kept trying to hurt himself. He's had psychological counseling and is resting now. Take it easy."
Shang Wu ignored him and went inside.
As soon as she pushed open the door of the wooden house, she saw Lu Rang sitting at the table, staring intently at the vase on the windowsill, his brows and eyes filled with melancholy.
Shang Wu paused for a moment, then tiptoed over: "Lu Rang, are you alright?"
Upon hearing this voice, Lu Rang paused, and his lips curled up almost imperceptibly.
Shang Wu walked over: "Lu Rang, how are you now? Can you recognize who I am?"
Lu Rang suddenly stood up, and because of the sudden movement, the chair fell over.
He walked over, put one hand on the back of Shang Wu's head, and kissed her lips.
Shang Wu froze, not having a chance to figure out what was going on, before instinctively grabbing Lu Rang's shoulder in response.
What's the situation inside?
Qianjue knocked on the door, unsure if she had just heard the sound of tables and chairs falling over inside.
Shang Wu stepped slightly away, her face flushed, and said breathlessly, "It's nothing."
She pulled Lu Rang's hand down and asked softly, "How did you recover?"
Lu Rang reached out and stroked Shang Wu's cheek, his thumb gently tracing her red lips, and whispered, "They took advantage of my momentary lapse of guard and forcibly brought me back. My communication devices were confiscated, so I couldn't contact you and had to trigger the illness on my own."
“I’m betting that Qianjue will tell Lu Zheng about how you can bring me back to my senses, and that he will bring you here.”
Shang Wu took a deep breath, met his deep eyes, and felt a pang of pain in her heart: "You're hurting yourself again."
Lu Rang didn't want her to worry: "It's okay, I'm all better now, aren't I?"
"It's a pity that Lu Zheng didn't send me to see you. I secretly hid in the trunk and had Yan Yue bring me here." Shang Wu's lips curled up.
Lu Rang's eyes darkened slightly as he grabbed her hand, his voice low and menacing: "You can still laugh? It takes at least three hours to get here from outside, and you've been hiding in the trunk for three hours?"
Shang Wu smiled and said, "Wasn't that all to see you?"
Lu Rang paused for two seconds, then pulled her into his arms with such force that he almost mashed her into his body.
"Wait for me for another week."
He said in a low voice, "I will come to find you, but the marriage certificate is in his hands now, and I need to find a way to get it back."
Without a signed marriage certificate, one is not truly considered to have entered the Yu family.
He wanted Shang Wu to become the young mistress of the Yu family.
No one can stop this from happening.
Shang Wu nodded: "Okay, I'll wait for you outside."
Lu Rang paused for a moment: "Still no news from Zhou Yanci?"
"I already know his whereabouts and will find him soon. You don't need to worry about that. Take care of yourself."
Just as Shang Wu finished speaking, there was a knock on the door.
"How is it now?"
Qianjue's tone was doubtful.
Lu Rang's expression turned slightly cold as he took Shang Wu's hand and led her out.
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