Hong Kong variety show: The mastermind behind the scenes is emerging.

Before the night in Greenwich had even faded, Lu Chen had already instructed Ba Wanghua to pack her belongings.

Although Tian Yangzhi repeatedly assured him over the phone that Ruan Mei and Xiao Luqian were alright, Lu Chen couldn't put his mind at ease until he personally confirmed that his wife and children were safe.

In the study at Bush Estate, Old Bush had a general understanding of the changes that had occurred in Hong Kong. He didn't disturb him too much, but simply patted Lu Chen's shoulder heavily: "Family matters come first. We'll find a chance to have a good drink next time we meet."

"Of course, Mr. President." Lu Chen turned around and shook hands with him.

The black convoy then drove away from the manor through the morning mist, heading straight for the airport.

The Lu family's private plane took off before dawn and plunged into the clouds over the Atlantic Ocean.

For the next twenty-odd hours, Lu Chen remained almost completely silent.

Ba Wanghua came in several times, gently urging him to eat something and rest for a while, but Lu Chen shook his head and refused.

He leaned against the porthole, watching the unchanging sea of ​​clouds outside, occasionally closing his eyes for a short rest before quickly opening them again.

The plane landed at Kai Tak Airport the following afternoon.

Outside the tarmac, the long convoy of Black Sea vehicles had been waiting for some time. Tian Yangzhi quickly stepped forward, his face full of shame, and opened his mouth to apologize, but before he could say anything, Lu Chen waved his hand and went straight to sit in the back seat of the car.

"Back to the manor."

"Yes."

The convoy roared out of the airport. Lu Chen leaned back in his seat, watching the street scenes rushing past the window, his fingers unconsciously tapping his knee.

Since he transmigrated to this world, he has experienced countless storms—the intrigues of the business world, the deceit and treachery of the officialdom, and even the life-and-death struggles amidst gunfire. Every time, he has remained calm and composed, strategizing with complete composure.

This was the first time he had ever felt so flustered.

This was the first time that someone close to him had actually been in danger.

As they pondered, the convoy climbed the mountain road, drove to the top of Victoria Peak, passed through the iron gate of the Luk family manor, and finally came to a slow stop in front of the main building.

As soon as the car came to a stop, Lu Chen pushed open the car door and practically jogged into the main building lobby.

In the living room, Xiao Luqian was sitting on the carpet building a Lego castle, muttering something under his breath.

Hearing hurried footsteps outside the door, the little guy subconsciously looked up, and his eyes lit up instantly when he saw the familiar, tall figure at the door.

"dad!"

"Good boy."

Lu Chen stopped, squatted down, and patted his son's head, his expression becoming warm and gentle again.

Little Lu Qian jumped into his arms, hugged his neck, and started chattering: "Daddy, you're finally back! Mommy took me to Ocean Park the day before yesterday, it was so much fun! I rode a super cool roller coaster and a big airplane!"

"Oh? A big plane?" Lu Chen asked softly with a smile.

"Hehe, it's a helicopter!" Little Lu Qian gestured with his little hand. "Aunt En took my mom and me on it! It flew so fast! I also met a cute little girl named Ou Yong'en. Her mom wasn't feeling well and fainted, and Aunt En even helped us take them to the hospital."

"Him is great, he knows how to help others, he's a little man now."

Lu Chen patted Lu Qian's head, listening while looking into his son's eyes—bright, clean, without a trace of shadow.

"Do you miss your dad?"

"Yes!" Little Lu Qian hugged his neck. "Daddy, look, the castle I built!"

"Okay, let Dad take a look."

Lu Chen smiled, picked up her son, and sat down on the carpet, helping him build Lego piece by piece.

A moment later, soft footsteps echoed from the stairwell. Ruan Mei, dressed in loose, comfortable loungewear, came downstairs with her hair casually tied back. When she saw the figure she had longed for in the living room, a gentle smile curved her lips: "You're back?"

"You're back." A hint of undisguised heartache flashed in Lu Chen's eyes as he spoke softly.

Ruan Mei didn't say much, just smiled gently, turned around and went to the kitchen to bring out two cups of tea.

Afterwards, Lu Chen, completely relaxed, played Lego with his son on the carpet. When they were halfway through building the castle, little Lu Qian seemed a bit sleepy. He rubbed his eyes, yawned groggily, and Lu Chen told Mary to take the young master upstairs for a nap.

As Lu Qian and the servants left, the living room quieted down. Lu Chen got up and walked to Ruan Mei's side, opening his arms and pulling her tightly into his embrace.

"Are you really alright?" Lu Chen asked, still somewhat worried.

Ruan Mei leaned against him, listening quietly to his heartbeat, and gently shook her head: "It's nothing, A'en and the others handled it very well. From beginning to end, Qianzai and I didn't even see a shadow of those robbers."

"That's good," Lu Chen said, resting his chin on her hair. "I'll reward them properly later."

"Yes," Ruan Mei nodded, "and Ah Yi and Ah Yong, they also fought desperately this time."

"There will be rewards for everyone," Lu Chen said. "They will all be richly rewarded."

Over the years, the seven sons of Tianyang have long since evolved from loyal subordinates into inseparable members of the Lu family. In particular, Tianyang En has been devoted to Ruan Mei in recent years, so he is naturally not stingy when it comes to material things.

Ruan Mei looked up, her beautiful eyes fixed on him, and suddenly burst out laughing: "Why are you so quiet today?"

"I was frightened," Lu Chen confessed honestly.

Ruan Mei paused for a moment, then the smile in her eyes grew even deeper and more profound.

She reached out and gently smoothed the wrinkles between his brows: "I'm fine, aren't I? Qianzi is safe and sound too. As long as you're back, everything at home will be alright."

Lu Chen didn't say anything more, but just hugged her even tighter.

After lingering tenderly for a while, Lu Chen said softly with reluctance, "I still have some official business to attend to tonight."

Ruan Mei didn't ask any more questions and nodded understandingly: "Then I'll go upstairs to sleep first, don't stay up too late."

"it is good."

As he watched Ruan Mei's petite figure slowly disappear around the corner of the stairs, the smile on Lu Chen's face gradually faded.

He turned around and walked towards the study with a blank expression.

……

Not a single light was on in the study. Lu Chen sat in the dim shadows, reached for the specially made encrypted phone on the desk, and dialed a number.

"Boss!" came the voice of the fourth brother on the other end of the phone, but this time it was tinged with unconcealed guilt.

"It's my fault! The winery should have thoroughly investigated and eliminated all safety hazards on Hong Kong Island beforehand, but the Madam and Young Master were still put in danger... I am willing to take full responsibility."

"It's not your fault," Lu Chen said. "No one could have predicted this kind of accident."

There was a moment of silence on the other end of the phone.

"What's the current situation with those four terrorists?" Lu Chen asked.

"One was shot dead on the spot, and three were captured and handed over to the police," Fourth Brother said. "Ya Zi's wife personally participated in the interrogation and is said to have made a key breakthrough. I believe we will soon be able to find out all the strongholds of this gang hiding on Hong Kong Island."

"not enough."

"Understood," Fourth Brother's voice deepened, "The entire distillery is ready."

"Everyone involved in this will be wiped out." Lu Chen looked out the window, his voice icy.

"This time, I not only want all the outside forces to understand that they must keep a low profile when they come to Hong Kong Island; I also want people to know that even if they accidentally bump into the Lu family, they will die without a burial place."

"Yes."

Lu Chen put down the phone, and the study fell into darkness again.

The night was deep on Victoria Peak, and the lights of Hong Kong Island below were bright, like a pile of shattered gold.

But starting tomorrow, some people in these lights will not be able to sleep soundly.