Chapter 328 Marrying into the Family
Ling Shuo was speechless for a moment: "...What should we do? We just stand here and watch?!"
"Wait a minute... let me think about it..." Jiang Luan continued to bite his nails, his mind working rapidly.
Lu Qian must have her reasons for doing this, but he had just calculated all the possible outcomes and probabilities in his mind. The probability of both of them surviving and getting the antidote was extremely small.
There are countless hypothetical situations, but the game only lasts three rounds at most, and the chance of generating that expected model is negligible.
But... this is just an inference based on the mathematical model.
What if… the game isn’t about math?
"Calm down," Jiang Luan took off his glasses, pinched his temples with both hands, and pressed hard, "Let me think carefully about what Lu Qian said."
After Jiang Luan finished speaking, everyone fell into a mysterious silence.
The people in the stands looked at each other in confusion.
What did Lu Qian say...?
——Gambling table——
After listening to Lu Qian's words, Rex's baby face twisted into a ball. "What are you trying to do?"
His questioning tone was very obvious.
Lu Qian raised his eyelids and glanced at Rex with disdain. "I'm the one who should be most anxious about this bet. Why are you so excited?"
Rex was speechless after hearing her question.
"And I shouldn't be breaking the rules of the game, right?" She looked at Rocky for confirmation, "Right, Mr. Dealer?"
Rocky smiled slightly and nodded.
It means tacit consent.
Rex retracted his expression, sat back in his chair, and spread his hands to the others, "Do whatever you want. Don't blame me for not reminding you, it's been five minutes since the game started."
Lu Qian looked at Lu Ao who was sitting opposite her, without saying a word, just looking at him with expectant eyes.
Lu Ao narrowed his eyes and pursed his lips slightly, "You really want to know?"
That was the first time he looked at Lu Qian with an emotional expression and tone.
"Yes," Lu Qian nodded. "Ever since I saw that letter, I've been thinking about it every moment. If I have to die today, let me die knowingly."
Her eyes were expectant and calm. Facing Lu Ao, she didn't know what emotion to express as usual.
Lu Ao crossed his legs, calmly took out a cigar, and acted as if he was ready for a long conversation. "What did he say in the letter?"
That calm expression was like a terminally ill patient writing his own suicide note.
"Said you were a very good person."
Lu Qian looked at Lu Ao's face, her eyes never leaving him, as if she wanted to see the answer she wanted from his face.
"Heh," Lu Ao remained unmoved and continued to light the cigar in his hand, "That's really high-sounding."
"I'm not here to ask you to let go," Lu Qian said softly, "I just want to hear what you have to say."
Asking others to let go from your own perspective is no different from a murderer.
Lu Ao took two casual puffs of his cigar, and his scarred face twitched slightly, as if he was smiling.
"I don't know where to start. Ask me."
"Why did you remarry?" Lu Qian asked without any hesitation. This was the question she wanted to ask most.
She didn't believe that Lu Ao remarried out of love. Besides, with Louis's words before her, Lu Qian felt that perhaps remarriage was the turning point that really changed Lu Ao.
Lu Ao fell silent, smoking his cigar quietly without answering.
"You won't say it?" Louis tilted his head to look at him, and said meanly, "If you don't say it, I will say it for you."
"roll."
Lu Ao raised his eyebrows and cursed angrily.
"If you are the real murderer, then tell me now. I'm waiting to kill you." Louis shrugged, threw the gun on the table, and sat back behind Lu Ao.
The deep, middle-aged male voice sounded again: "Because they offered me a condition to help me gain a foothold in the navy."
Lu Ao raised his head and looked at Lu Qian.
"Marrying into Hanover."
Hearing this word, Lu Qian frowned.
Marrying into the wife's family, being a domestic slave...I see.
Lu Ao tilted his head slightly towards Louis, still speaking in a calm tone.
"Marry this bastard's mother."
"Don't say that to me, I'm innocent too," Louis shrugged, looking very unhappy, "and compared to that woman, I still think you're better."
Lu Ao looked as if he didn't want to pay any attention to Louis.
"His mother was deceived by a man and gave birth to a bastard like him," Lu Ao took two puffs of his cigar. "This kid is lucky. He was born first in line to the Hanover family. But he has no father, so it's not legitimate for him to inherit the Hanover family name."
Lu Qian frowned. "So their purpose in letting you marry into the family is to give Louis a father?"
"Of course not."
Lu Ao put down the cigar in his hand and knocked off a small piece of cigar ash.
"They wanted me to join the navy under the name of the Hanover family, abandon my original identity, name, and everything I had, and become a vassal of Hanover. They wanted me to expand the power of this family.
At the same time, give this bastard a chance to inherit the family name with legitimacy."
Lu Ao paused and chuckled softly.
"The funny thing is, I need their reputation, otherwise neither the British royal family nor the L family would support me."
Lu Qian asked hesitantly, "...So you even changed your last name?"
As a Chinese, she understood the meaning of surnames. How could he accept Lu Ao's change of surname, especially the surname of the family he married into, if she asked him to do so?
This sentence seemed to touch Lu Ao's sore spot.
The hand holding the cigar trembled slightly, and the cigar ash fluttered down and was blown away in the air by the wind.
Like sad snowflakes, blown into memory by the cold wind.
Lu Qian caught the slightest hint of distraction in Lu Ao, and she knew, she knew that he was unwilling to give in.
How could a person like Cheng Yi, who had gone through so much suffering and been burned by the flames of karma, be willing to give up?
If he was willing, he would not have gone down the path of revenge.
What kind of torture made him become like this?
"Then how did you get back the name 'Lu Ao'?" Lu Qian's voice trembled, like the prelude to crying.
The emotional expression was pushed to the extreme by this gentle call.
There was another silence.
Every word she asked pierced Lu Ao's heart.
Lu Ao spoke again, his voice much older: "Do you know how many years it took me to be able to call myself 'Lu Ao' again?"
Lu Ao took off his hat, revealing his gray hair, and there was a hidden wave in his calm eyes.
"Twelve years."
He stretched out two fingers, and there were fine and dense scars between his fingers.
Only then did Lu Qian realize that there were almost no large patches of healthy skin on his exposed skin. It was all covered with scars, large and small, from burns and knife wounds.
He laughed again, relaxed and teasingly, leaning back against the chair.
"I married into Hanover, carrying that shitty surname and that shitty name for twelve years."
Lu Qian frowned tightly, still with that worried tone: "Since you have fought so hard for them, why are you still being treated as a 'house slave' by them?"
She knew that Lu Ao was definitely not as calm as he looked.
Start from the other party's perceived interests to achieve empathy and understanding.
Since logic can't do it, let emotions try to intervene.
It's easy to fish in troubled waters.
"Yes, I am a house slave. None of them treats me as a human being."
"I never had a single day of being a human being in that family or in the navy."
His voice was gloomy and deep, as if he was holding back and roaring, towards Lu Qian, or towards someone else.
"You can't imagine my shame and grief."
Lu Qian looked at Lu Ao's eyes, which were full of undercurrents. His bright big eyes blinked slowly twice, and were filled with a bright color again.
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