The subordinates were extremely efficient and quickly traced the problem back to Su Wenqing.
With a cold expression, Lu Yuzhi invited Su Wenqing to a quiet coffee shop, and Qiao An accompanied them.
"Su Wenqing, your photography skills are quite good." Lu Yuzhi's voice was devoid of warmth, his eyes fixed on the person in front of him like ice.
Upon hearing that photos would be taken, Su Wenqing involuntarily trembled, immediately realizing that she had been investigated. Qiao An also felt a vague unease.
"Thank you. The photos are beautiful." Lu Yuzhi gently swiped the screen, looking at the photos of them kissing on the beach on his phone, his eyes filled with affection.
"I'm sorry," Su Wenqing murmured, her voice barely audible.
"Who told you my itinerary?" Lu Yu pressed, his gaze sharp as a sword. "Was it Qiao An?"
Only Joan knew his whereabouts.
Su Wenqing lowered her head and remained silent.
Qiao An, who was standing to the side, was so frightened that she trembled all over.
"So you were the one who drugged Li Peiyu that day?" Lu Yuzhi's voice grew increasingly deep, like muffled thunder rolling in your ears, as if it were a judgment from hell, exuding a chilling and intimidating power.
Fine beads of sweat appeared on Su Wenqing's forehead. Her body was tense, and she stood there motionless as if she had been frozen in place.
"Qiao An, were you involved in drugging her?" Lu Yuzhi's gaze was piercing, as if he wanted to see right through Qiao An.
"No, no, I don't know." Joanne shook her head desperately, her voice trembling violently.
“Su Wenqing, if this happens again, the entire Su family will pay the price for you.” Lu Yuzhi’s voice was not loud, but his deep and magnetic voice had a chilling power. Every word he spoke was firm and resounding, like a heavy hammer hitting Su Wenqing’s heart.
"Why do you like her? What is it about her that makes you like her? Didn't you tell me that you don't have love?" Su Wenqing broke down, screaming hysterically, tears streaming uncontrollably down her delicate face, her body trembling from sobbing.
"Su Wenqing, you have overstepped your bounds." A fierce glint flashed in Lu Yuzhi's eyes, his cold gaze like a sharp blade, piercing straight at Su Wenqing.
"And you, Qiao An, if you dare to interfere in my and Li Peiyu's affairs, I'll sew your mouth shut, and if you dare to meddle, I'll chop off your hand." Lu Yuzhi's tone was icy, and every word seemed to be covered in frost, sending chills down one's spine.
"I won't dare again, Mr. Lu." Qiao An's face turned deathly pale instantly, her legs went weak, and she knelt down with a thud. Her body trembled uncontrollably, her forehead pressed tightly against the ground, her voice filled with fear and pleading: "Mr. Lu, I really won't dare again, please forgive me this time, I will never dare to say another word again."
"Qiao An, for the sake of our years of service, I'll spare you this time. But remember this: if you dare to do it again, I'll send you to serve Lu Antai's mother." Lu Yuzhi's face was gloomy, his eyes filled with ruthlessness, and his words were devoid of any warmth.
Going to serve Lu Antai's mother is tantamount to locking her up in a mental hospital!
Qiao An trembled like a leaf, her voice trembling with sobs, her head repeatedly hitting the ground. "President Lu, I really know I was wrong. I was out of my mind this time. I will definitely be more careful with my words and actions in the future."
For the next few days, Gu Yan stayed at Wang Boyang's house in S City.
Every day, Wang Boyang would carefully cook for Gu Yan, then sit quietly to the side, watching him in a daze.
One day, Wang Boyang was busily working in the kitchen, while Gu Yan was being pulled aside to obediently pick green beans.
The two chatted idly.
Gu Yan asked, "How is your mother?"
Wang Boyang continued working, casually replying, "I've already been discharged from the hospital."
"Well, that's good." Gu Yan nodded, then continued with a hint of surprise in his voice, "I never expected that a young master like you could cook so well."
Wang Boyang skillfully poured oil into the pan and said slowly, "When I was little, my parents were always busy and rarely home. I had to take care of myself. Unlike you, who was pampered from a young age."
Gu Yan didn't say anything upon hearing this, but his expression dimmed slightly. He had been raised without parents since childhood, so what kind of pampered life was that?
Wang Boyang poured the vegetables into the pot, and an idea flashed through his mind. He suggested, "How about we go visit my hometown? We can ride in my sports car, speeding along with a gentle breeze. We'll leave after we finish eating."
Gu Yan replied listlessly, "I'm not in the mood."
With a sincere expression and eyes full of concern, Wang Boyang advised, "Going out for a walk will do you good."
"Let's do it another day."
"When is 'another day'?" Wang Boyang pressed on, his face full of anticipation.
"Next week," Gu Yan replied casually.
"Okay, you definitely have to come with me next week. If you stay indoors all the time, you might gradually become a pervert."
"You're the pervert," Gu Yan glared at Wang Boyang, annoyed.
Wang Boyang looked up and sighed deeply; he had become a monster.
Just then, Wang Boyang's phone rang. He answered the call and found it was Li Peiyu calling.
On the other end of the phone, Li Peiyu's voice came through. She wanted to start a business, register a company, and wanted Wang Boyang to go with her to choose a location.
After Wang Boyang agreed, he continued working in the kitchen.
After the meal, he briefly spoke to Gu Yan and then hurriedly went to find Li Peiyu.
Upon meeting Li Peiyu, Wang Boyang couldn't help but ask, "You want to start a business?"
“Yes.” Li Peiyu nodded firmly, her eyes shining.
"What company?" Wang Boyang asked curiously.
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