You're dumping me, huh? Fine, then I'll just pick up the school beauty and make her my wif

After Su Qinghe finished speaking, the carriage was quiet for a while.

The middle-aged man didn't respond, but quietly watched her, waiting for her to continue.

Su Qinghe didn't continue speaking. She just leaned back in her chair, her gaze fixed on the rapidly receding coconut grove outside the window, as if she were reminiscing or lost in thought.

After about half a minute, she slowly spoke again.

"Master, you know, right? I like A-Che, I've liked him for a very, very long time."

"I've liked him since the first time I saw him in my first year of high school."

"As long as I can stay by his side... it's all worth it."

Her tone was very soft, as if she were talking to herself, but every word was wrapped in a thick layer of something that was hard for others to touch.

A morbid obsession.

Su Qinghe tilted her head slightly, a faint smile playing on her lips. "Besides, Master, think about it... He had just been dumped, right? He was heartbroken, utterly despondent, feeling like all his sincerity and all his hard work over the years had been for nothing. How painful that must have been."

"At times like this, a girl suddenly enters his world."

"This girl is blind and pitiful, helpless and homeless, and most importantly, she has nothing but him in her heart."

Do you think he might... fall for someone very easily?

Lu Heng's eyebrows twitched slightly. Although he didn't say anything, he already had the answer in his heart.

meeting.

of course.

It's almost impossible for a man who's going through the lowest point in his love life not to be moved by a girl like this.

This isn't some profound psychology; it's just basic human nature.

Su Qinghe had this point firmly in mind.

"And also..."

Su Qinghe tilted her head. "To be honest, that woman deserves half the credit for my success."

Lu Heng knew that the woman she was referring to was Lin Wanwan.

After many days, when Lin Wanwan was mentioned again, Su Qinghe was no longer jealous. Her eyes and tone were full of disdain and contempt. "Lin Wanwan is stupid and cheap. She didn't want such a good person as our A-Che, but ran to find a rich second-generation like Zhang Yang."

"If she hadn't brought this upon herself, how could I have gotten Ah Che so easily?"

When Su Qinghe got to this point, she seemed to feel that the atmosphere in the carriage was a bit too dull and oppressive, so she changed the subject and her tone became casual and light.

"Alright, Master, don't be so serious. I know I'm a bit crazy, but think about it, the pills you gave me helped me lose my sight. Once the medicine took effect, I could see again."

"And when I had surgery to restore my sight later, I didn't actually have any surgery. Director Hu is one of our people, so the whole process was under control."

She tilted her head, as if thinking of what to say, "To be honest, I didn't really suffer much... At most, I just couldn't see for a while, which made life a little inconvenient."

"Besides, those thugs who ambushed me in the alley were all actors who had been arranged in advance. They weren't really going to hit me; they were just putting on an act so that A-Che could see a pitiful little girl being bullied."

"So... it wouldn't be accurate to say that I paid a terrible price."

Su Qinghe shrugged dismissively, as if the grievances and fears she had suffered were really nothing.

It's really nothing. As long as she can stay by Jiang Che's side, there's nothing she won't do.

After listening, Lu Heng remained silent for a long time.

Logically speaking, he had been in the underground world of Lincheng for almost twenty years, what kind of people hadn't he seen?

Ruthless, unscrupulous, and capable of doing anything to achieve their goals.

Over the years, anyone who has passed through his hands could have a story that could be made into a movie.

But someone like Su Qinghe... this was truly the first time he had ever met one.

She's only eighteen years old.

For a man, she deliberately blinded herself and then orchestrated this grand scheme, calculating every step with unparalleled precision.

The most outrageous thing is that she talked about these things with a nonchalant expression, as if she were gossiping about someone else's business.

Lu Heng sighed inwardly.

疯。

They've really gone mad.

He opened his mouth, as if to say something.

For example, "You're doing it wrong."

Or, "What if Jiang Che finds out?"

But he swallowed the words back down his throat.

Firstly, Su Qinghe was his apprentice, and he understood her personality.

This girl has a very strong will and a big temper. Once she's made up her mind, nothing can change it.

Secondly...

Lu Heng's eyes darkened; this girl's background was too unusual.

If she really is the young lady's daughter, then I have even less right to judge any of her actions.

Forget it, I can't control it.

We shouldn't interfere.

He looked away, leaned back in his chair, and said nothing more.

……

The convoy drove along the coastal highway for about forty minutes before finally turning onto a private driveway lined with palm trees on both sides.

At the end of the road is a manor built against the mountain, covering a vast area, with meticulously trimmed ivy entwined around its cast iron railings.

Four security guards in black uniforms stood at the entrance. When they saw the convoy arrive, they opened the gate in unison.

Su Qinghe looked out the car window at the scenery outside, a hint of indescribable emotion flashing in her eyes.

This place is quite grand.

The convoy drove slowly along the cobblestone path inside the estate for a short distance before finally stopping in front of a three-story detached villa.

Lu Heng got out of the car first, then turned and opened the car door for Su Qinghe.

"arrive."

Su Qinghe bent down and got out of the car. The two walked through the marble foyer on the first floor of the villa, down a corridor covered with a dark carpet, and finally stopped in front of a study at the end of the second floor.

Every few steps along both sides of the corridor stood a maid, head bowed, in a respectful posture.

For some reason, Su Qinghe felt a strange tightness in her heart.

It was as if something had been silently approaching her from the moment she entered the manor.

Lu Heng stopped at the door of the study, took a deep breath to compose himself, and then raised his hand to knock on the door, his tone extremely respectful.

"Miss, the person has been brought."

This was the first time Su Qinghe had ever seen Lu Heng treat anyone with such reverence.

This only made her more curious about the background of the person inside.

A woman's voice quickly came from inside, "Let her in."

Lu Heng didn't seem inclined to go inside; he simply nodded slightly to Su Qinghe.

Su Qinghe glanced back at him, took a deep breath, and pushed open the study door.

The study is large, with three walls filled with dark solid wood bookshelves, displaying various finely bound books and antique ornaments.

A mahogany desk sits by the window, with nothing on it except a gilded lamp and a tea set.

At that moment, a woman was sitting behind a desk.