Chapter 384 Not sick, just crazy
"We've found out. The man who was beaten was named Liang Mao. He's a keyboard warrior who specializes in taking orders from internet trolls to post negative comments online. Most of the accounts currently cursing you on Weibo are operated by him. Young Master Lu probably found out about this and went to beat him up. Due to his status... the Litang Hotel didn't dare to stop him and only helped call an ambulance." Xiao Li added details.
Meng Anran's brows were tightly furrowed, and his temples were throbbing.
It had only been a few days since he returned from Rongcheng, and Lu Yi started making trouble again.
Now that Lu Heng is not in the country, she has to clean up Lu Yi's mess. It's really a headache!
"Have you called the police?" she asked.
"No." Xiao Li said, "Liang Mao seemed to know the identity of the Second Young Master Lu. He was nearly beaten to death but insisted not to call the police and chose to settle the matter privately."
"Who are his family members?"
"His parents are farmers, and he's the only child in the family. He's 30 years old this year and still has no wife or children."
Meng Anran sighed. Liang Mao was afraid of retaliation against his parents, so he chose not to make a big deal about it. She instructed, "Notify Duan Jingyao. It's neither moral nor logical for me to handle the compensation. Also, inform him of Liang Mao's parents' situation and tell him to take extra care of the victim's family."
"Understood." Xiao Li had learned to follow instructions and ask fewer questions. He was also more observant of others' expressions and added, "Boss An, Second Young Master Lu drove away after beating someone up. He's now at the Crown Bar."
"Yeah." Meng Anran sighed inwardly that Xiao Li had become smarter and could guess her thoughts. "Thank you for your hard work during this period. Double your bonus this month."
“Thank you, boss!”
After hanging up the phone, Qin Mu handed over a cup of calming tea: "Why do you look so sad? Is Lu Yi sick again?"
"He's not sick, he's just crazy." Meng Anran pinched his brows tiredly. If Lu Yi had been sick, today would have become Liang Mao's death anniversary.
She finished the calming tea in a few gulps, put down the cup and stood up: "I'm going out for a while, you should get some rest early, you have to go back to the group to attend the shareholders' meeting tomorrow morning."
"Where are you going? I'll take you there." Qin Mu stood up in a hurry and accidentally hit his knee on the tea table. The pain made him lose his balance and fall back on the sofa.
"Be careful!" Meng Anran immediately squatted down and pulled up his trouser leg to check the injury. "It's all red. I guess it will be bruised tomorrow."
"It's okay, just a minor injury." Qin Mu squeezed Meng Anran's small hand, his eyes full of care and happiness. He asked again: "It's so late, are you planning to go find Lu Yi?"
"Well, we can't let him cause trouble outside. This time he also wants to stand up for me, I..." Meng Anran didn't know how to continue. In fact, she was also afraid that Qin Mu would be unhappy.
"Go ahead." Qin Mu understood An Xiaoran's thoughts and squeezed her hand. His sharp features were now filled with tenderness. "You're probably the only one in the world who can control him. Perhaps only by changing his ways can you have less trouble in the future."
Meng Anran looked at Qin Mu in a daze. She didn't expect that the person who had quarreled with her because of Lu Yi not long ago would now decide to respect her choice.
Even so, there is always a knot in his heart.
She pulled her hand back, held Qin Mu's face, leaned forward and placed a light kiss on his lips, "Take a shower and rest early, I'll be back soon."
"Well, be careful on the road." Qin Mu rubbed her hair, "Contact me if you have any questions."
"Okay." Meng Anran leaned over and took another sip, then took the car keys and went out.
Hearing the sound of the security door closing, Qin Mu sighed secretly, took out the ointment from the drawer and applied it to the red mark on his knee.
Although I don't like An Xiaoran to have too much contact with Lu Yi, but if you think about it from another perspective, it's not a bad thing that An Xiaoran is loved by many people.
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In the VIP box of the "Crown" bar, cheers and music mixed together like thunder.
Li Mo shook the champagne in his hand, and the cork splashed out with a "pop" sound, and the wine accompanied by foam gushed out like a fountain.
"Oh, oh!" Everyone cheered and danced to the music, as if they were celebrating a victory.
The smell of alcohol filled the entire box. When Meng Anran pushed the door open, she was caught off guard and was sprayed all over by the champagne in Li Mo's hand.
Meng Anran subconsciously raised her hand to block the approaching person. Li Mo was so frightened when he saw who was coming that he threw the champagne aside. With an awkward smile, he said awkwardly, "Miss An, why are you here?"
It’s over! It’s over! I’ve soiled the young lady’s clothes, Master Yi will have to kill me!
Everyone stopped suddenly, staring blankly at the graceful figure at the door. The deafening music seemed a little lonely for a moment.
Lu Yi slumped on the sofa, his slender fingers hooking down his sunglasses. His eyes of a strange color glared at Meng Anran, and a playful smile appeared on his lips: "My dear sister is here. I haven't seen you for a few days. Did you miss me?"
Meng Anran glanced at everyone in the box. The ones closest to Lu Yi were Lin Jiayi and Li Mo.
She had impressions of both of them - every time she played racing with Lu Yi, it was with this group of people. The time when Lu Yi tied her up at the finish line as a target, Lin Jiayi and Li Mo were also present.
Their family backgrounds were not well-known in Beijing circles, and they could barely be considered wealthy. They were the youngest among their siblings, and were not valued. They only knew how to eat, drink and have fun all day long.
The family backgrounds of the other people present were even more unknown. She had met some of them before, but she was not sure what their names were.
In general, this group of second-generation rich people are not worthy of being Lu Yi's friends based on their status.
However, the Lu family has a common moral quality - they hate stupidity.
Since this group of people have been able to stay with Lu Yi for so many years, it means that they can gain Lu Yi's recognition in terms of their ability to read people's expressions and their own abilities.
At least she had been fighting with Lu Yi for more than ten years in front of outsiders. Every time she saw the group of second-generation rich people around him, they all politely called her "Miss" and never used Lu Yi's power to belittle her.
This means that they can see what position she holds in Lu Yi's heart.
She just didn't expect that the group of "second-generation rich" around Lu Yi were stronger than she imagined, and they could clear all the negative comments about her in such a short time.
"I already know about the Li Tang Hotel." Meng Anran withdrew her gaze and walked slowly in on her high heels. Li Mo quickly stepped aside to make room for her in the center of the sofa.
She sat down, adjusted the hem of her skirt, and glanced at Lu Yi: "Duan Jingyao has been notified to deal with the aftermath. You are the second brother after all, so don't always cause trouble for your younger brother."
Lu Yi sneered, hooked his arm around Meng Anran's shoulders and pulled her into his arms.
"Sister, are you concerned about me or Duan Jingyao?"
Lu Yi's arms clamped Meng Anran's shoulders like an iron clamp, and the faint cedar scent on his body mixed with the smell of whiskey enveloped her aggressively.
"Of course I care about you." Meng Anran pushed him away without changing her expression, her fingertips pressed against his chest to keep them at a distance. "After all, I have to clean up the troubles you cause in the end."
The second-generation rich people in the box held their breath, watching their noses and their hearts - there was only one person in Beijing who dared to speak to Young Master Lu like this.
Lu Yi suddenly chuckled, took off his sunglasses and threw them away. His pale pink pupils looked startlingly strange under the neon lights: "Clean up?"
He suddenly pinched Meng Anran's chin and said, "You are obviously best at... turning troubles into corpses."
The last five words were spoken close to her ear, and the warm breath aroused a shudder.
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