Thinking that the other tenant living next door might be a strong and muscular man, Lu Zhiwei became more vigilant, locked the door from the inside, and pulled back the covers to lie back in bed.
I took out my phone to deal with some things in the work group.
Shen Jiarui suddenly sent a private WeChat message: "Sister-in-law, the old house caught fire tonight. My brother survived, but he rushed to the hospital to see you without even getting his injuries treated. I'll have to trouble you to take care of him from now on."
Looking at the WeChat message, Lu Zhiwei recalled Shen Jinmo's disheveled appearance that evening, his face covered in soot and grime, and the burns on his arms.
Lu Zhiwei quickly typed a message and sent it: "Go get treatment if you're injured. Don't come here to play the victim. I have no obligation to take care of him."
After sending the message, Lu Zhiwei closed Shen Jiarui's chat window and continued with her own business.
Faint voices and increasingly loud footsteps could be heard coming from the stairs, going up and down.
The old house wasn't well soundproofed, and she could vaguely hear sounds from outside, like someone carrying things upstairs into the next room.
The sounds of moving things stopped, but soon the sound of an electric drill came again.
They must be installing a new air conditioner.
The deafening noise annoyed Lu Zhiwei.
This is an old detached villa without a property manager.
Even if Lu Zhiwei wanted to complain, she had no way to do so.
I threw off the covers, rolled out of bed, and prepared to knock on the door of the next room.
After hesitating for a few seconds, Lu Zhiwei swallowed her anger. The other party had just moved in and would be living under the same roof from now on, so there was no need to make enemies.
Fortunately, the noise didn't last long, and Lu Zhiwei drifted off to sleep in a daze.
Perhaps due to her pregnancy, she became increasingly sleepy and slept until noon.
My stomach was already rumbling, so I washed up and went downstairs.
As I walked up the stairs, I saw a man in a brown suit with slightly graying temples sitting on the sofa in the living room downstairs.
He seemed to be waiting for someone, his gaze fixed on the direction of the bedroom on the first floor.
Lu Zhiwei laid out the last step.
Hearing footsteps, the man turned around and met Lu Zhiwei's gaze.
"Dad? Why are you here?" She didn't tell anyone except Luo Wuyan that she had moved back into her mother's old house.
Upon seeing Lu Zhiwei, a hint of surprise flashed in Lu Yun'an's eyes, but it was quickly replaced by a warm smile.
“Weiwei, Dad is here to see you. You’re already sick, and staying in such a bad environment isn’t good for your health. Why don’t you come back to the Lu family home with Dad today?” Lu Yunsheng stood up from the sofa, glancing at Jiang Zhan’s room every now and then, as if he was nervous about something.
"I'll stay here," Lu Zhiwei insisted.
"Alright then, Dad's gone to the company. Come home and visit when you have time." Lu Yunsheng turned and left.
They left in a very hurried manner.
His personal car was parked in the yard, and the driver was waiting for him.
Lu Yunsheng left the living room, got into the car, and the sleek black Rolls-Royce drove out of the courtyard and disappeared from Lu Zhiwei's sight.
He left.
Jiang Zhan, who lived on the first floor, opened the door and came out of the room, holding a water glass in his hand and wearing wireless earphones.
"Good morning, sister." Jiang Zhan took off his headphones, turned around to pour a glass, and poured one for her as well using a clean glass from the countertop.
"It's getting late, didn't you go to school?" Lu Zhiwei took the water glass and sipped some warm water.
"I'm done with classes, I'm working on my graduation project in my room. Do you want anything to eat? I'll make it for you." Jiang Zhan put down his water glass and went to the kitchen.
Lu Zhiwei followed him to the kitchen door, leaning back there lazily: "Do you know my dad is in the living room? Has he been here long?"
"I don't know, I was wearing headphones and didn't hear it."
Jiang Zhan took out vegetables from the refrigerator, washed and chopped them, his movements even more skilled than mine.
My phone suddenly rang.
Lu Zhiwei picked up her phone and saw that it was a call from An Yang.
It must be a company matter.
"Hey, Anyang, what's wrong?"
“Sister Wei, I shouldn’t be bothering you while you’re on sick leave, but several of Lu’s cheongsam and women’s clothing stores have received complaints from consumers saying that our fabric is causing allergies, with people developing large amounts of red rashes after wearing it. This has even gone viral online. Our fabric supplier has always been the same one, and they’ve never made a mistake in decades. This time, someone is deliberately targeting us.” An Yang’s voice was somewhat urgent.
Lu Zhiwei, holding her phone, walked to the sofa and sat down: "Have you checked whether these allergy sufferers have any common connection?"
"We investigated and found that these individuals randomly purchased our new cheongsams from different stores at different times, but there was no necessary connection between them. Furthermore, they did not know each other."
"Send these people's shopping receipts and payment records to my phone, and I'll have someone check them."
After hanging up the phone, Lu Zhiwei forwarded all the information sent by An Yang to Tianxia Wushuang, asking him to immediately check whether there were any large sums of money entering or leaving these people's accounts.
A black and white husky suddenly appeared out of nowhere and rubbed against her toes.
Lu Zhiwei reached out and petted the dog: "Jiang Zhan, is this your dog?"
Jiang Zhan, who was cooking, poked half his head out of the kitchen: "No, it's another tenant upstairs. He moved in last night. He's a spoiled brat. He moved so much stuff that even wearing two pairs of headphones couldn't keep up with his noise."
Ding-dong.
My phone beeped with a message.
Lu Zhiwei opened her phone and stared at the information sent by Tianxia Wushuang.
As expected, the troublemakers all received a large transfer of one million yuan, and the accounts that made the transfers all came from Sun Zhen'er's private alternate account at Sun's Jewelry.
Logically speaking, if Sun Tingwei were arrested for a crime, the Sun family could simply spend some money to bail him out quietly in a few months. Why did they have to break ties with the Lu family and escalate the situation so much?
Unparalleled Under Heaven: [Boss, this morning, the Shen Group cut off the supply of rough diamonds to Shen's Jewelry. The Sun family doesn't have their own private mines, so this is a desperate act, and they're trying to pin the blame on you.]
I saw the latest message from Wushuang.
Lu Zhiwei finally understood the reason.
Shen Jinmo wanted to vent her anger, but she didn't expect that the anger would backfire on the Lu family.
She even had to suspect that his ultimate goal was the Lu Group.
He hates the Lu family.
The Lu family faced a crisis, and he was the ultimate winner.
Lu Zhiwei couldn't just sit and wait for her fate, so she got up and walked out to go back to the company.
Hearing that she was about to leave, Jiang Zhan hurriedly chased after her from the kitchen: "Sister, aren't you going to eat lunch?"
"I don't have time, I'm busy."
When I went to the entryway to change my shoes, I noticed that the pair of blue men's slippers that Ruan Jizhou had bought last night were gone.
"Jiang Zhan, have you seen these blue slippers here?" Lu Zhiwei asked.
Jiang Zhan pointed to the backyard: "This husky carried it to the backyard and tore it to shreds."
Lu Zhiwei: "..."
Is this dog possessed? It specifically targeted Ruan Jizhou's shoes, leaving them all undamaged.
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