Quick Transmigration: I Was Cannon Fodder But Became the White Moonlight

The lingering warmth of the ambiguous atmosphere in the lounge was broken by a timely knock on the door.

Lu Yu wiped away the last bit of smudged lipstick, then straightened up, walked to the door, and opened it a crack.

His assistant stood outside the door, carrying an elegant paper bag. Upon seeing him, she immediately handed it to him respectfully: "Mr. Lu, this was prepared as you instructed, including a dress and shoes."

Lu Yu took it and nodded, "Mm."

The assistant tactfully withdrew.

After closing the door, Lu Yu handed the paper bag to Chen Su.

The blush on Chen Su's face had not completely faded, and her heartbeat was still erratic.

She took the bag and whispered, "Thank you, Brother Yuze."

He turned and strode quickly into the private bathroom connected to the lounge.

The bathroom is fully equipped.

Chen Su carefully washed the sticky fruit juice stains off her legs and skin with warm water.

The flowing water calmed her slightly flushed cheeks and chaotic thoughts a little.

She looked at herself in the mirror, her eyes were watery, her lips were slightly swollen, and there was a faint tooth mark on her lower lip. She touched it lightly with her fingertip and felt a slight stinging sensation.

Don't lie to me.

Those words echoed in my ears again.

She closed her eyes, took a deep breath, and quickly changed into the spare dress her assistant had brought her.

It was a light champagne-colored fitted dress, simple and elegant in style, with excellent tailoring and a perfect fit. A pair of matching champagne-colored flats were also thoughtfully included in the bag.

She tidied her slightly messy hair in front of the mirror and touched up her makeup.

When she finished getting ready and walked out of the lounge, the banquet hall outside had already quieted down.

Pushing open the door, I saw that the lights in the main hall were mostly dimmed, and only a few staff members were left cleaning up the mess, putting the tables and chairs back in their places, and tidying up the carpet.

Lu Yu was standing in the corridor not far away, with his back to her, seemingly on the phone, his voice very low.

Hearing her footsteps, he gave a few brief instructions, hung up, and turned around.

"Is it over?" Chen Su asked.

"Okay." Lu Yu glanced at her and nodded. "Let's go, I'll take you home."

The driver was still waiting quietly outside the hotel.

Once inside the car, Chen Su leaned on Lu Yuze's shoulder, feeling somewhat drowsy. Lu Yuze also closed his eyes to rest, the light and shadow flickering on his profile.

The car stopped in front of the Chen family villa.

Before getting out of the car, Chen Su turned around and gave him a sweet smile: "Goodnight, Brother Yuze, take care on the road."

Lu Yu looked at her, and after a few seconds, he hummed in agreement, "Goodnight."

The car drove away again.

_

In the following days, life seemed to return to a certain normalcy.

As the head of the Lu Group, Lu Yu was busy with company affairs and spent most of his time at the headquarters building.

Whenever Chen Su had free time, she would go to see him, sometimes bringing snacks made by the chef, and sometimes simply going empty-handed, inspecting him with a sense of righteousness.

Lu Yu was very busy; he was in meetings eight out of ten times.

Chen Su wasn't in a hurry. Without any hesitation, she took over his large and comfortable executive chair and spun around.

Or you could simply sneak into the break room inside his office, lie down on the large bed with dark gray sheets for a nap, and wait for him to finish his work.

As for Lu Yu, his attitude towards Chen Su seemed to have undergone some inexplicable changes since that banquet.

It's no longer a completely passive response or indifferent indulgence, but rather a more proactive, even slightly aggressive, intimacy.

If Chen Su leans in and acts coquettishly, he will sometimes grab the back of her neck and lower his head for a long, deep kiss until she is breathless and her eyes are filled with tears.

If she stubbornly occupies his chair and refuses to get up, he will pull her and the chair closer, lean down, and engage in another passionate kiss.

The frequency was so high that Chen Su was starting to feel overwhelmed, and privately wondered if he had been possessed by some kind of "kissing maniac".

However, it is undeniable that the relationship between the two heated up rapidly at a visible speed during these intense and possessive intimate contacts.

Chen Su became increasingly spoiled and unrestrained in front of him, while Lu Yu indulged her without limit and granted her every request.

_

The unexpected event occurred on a seemingly peaceful afternoon.

Chen Su was taking a nap in her bedroom when she was vaguely awakened by a commotion coming from downstairs.

It sounded like something had been knocked over, accompanied by hurried footsteps and hushed, chaotic voices.

She rubbed her sleepy eyes, threw off the covers and got out of bed. She walked barefoot to the door, listened carefully, and the sound seemed to be coming from the living room on the first floor.

With a sense of doubt, she pulled her robe tighter, gently opened the door, and went down the stairs.

The living room was not as chaotic as expected. Only the butler, Uncle Li, stood near the stairwell, his face showing a hint of confusion and worry, directing two servants to carefully clean up the broken vase fragments and water stains on the floor.

"Uncle Li, what's wrong? What happened?" Chen Su asked softly as she walked down the stairs.

Hearing the voice, Uncle Li looked up and saw it was her. He quickly bowed and said, "Miss, you're awake. It's Madam... Madam just returned from the Lu family. She looked very unwell. She accidentally knocked over a vase in the entryway when she went upstairs. She... she seemed to be crying. She ignored everyone and went straight into her room, locking the door behind her."

Su Wan cried?

Returning from the Lu family?

Almost instantly, Chen Su's heart skipped a beat.

She got it.

I understand why Su Wan cried.

Chen Su remained expressionless, simply nodding and calmly instructing, "I understand. Uncle Li, could you please prepare a cup of warm honey water for Mom later and take it upstairs? Also..."

She paused, then added, "When Dad comes back, you must tell him about Mom's situation as soon as possible."

"Yes, Miss, I've got it." Uncle Li replied, his worry still evident on his face.

Chen Su didn't say anything more and turned to walk towards the stairs.

As she passed the floor-to-ceiling window, she paused slightly and looked out the window.

As the sun sets, its golden rays bathe the garden, casting a warm and tranquil glow over everything.

The flowers, plants, and trees were all bathed in twilight, quiet and peaceful.

But even in this seemingly peaceful evening, some things have quietly changed.

She withdrew her gaze and walked up the stairs step by step.

As she passed the closed door of the master bedroom, she seemed to hear suppressed, barely audible sobs coming from inside, intermittent sounds of a broken heart.

She didn't knock or linger; she went straight back to her room and gently closed the door.

Now is not the time for her to appear.

Su Wan needed time and space to process the sudden shock that was enough to overturn her understanding of things for more than 20 years.

_

In the evening, Chen Zonghan went home after get off work.

Butler Li Bo immediately stepped forward and gave a brief report on the afternoon's events in a low voice.

Upon hearing this, Chen Zonghan's previously gentle and smiling face instantly darkened, his brows furrowed, and worry flashed in his eyes.

Without asking any more questions, he strode towards the master bedroom on the second floor.

The door to the master bedroom was opened, then closed tightly behind him.

It blocked out all sight and sound from the outside.

No one knows what happened inside the door or what the two said.

_

The atmosphere was unusually strange during dinner time.

The long dining table was still laden with food, and the lights were warm and bright.

Su Wan and Chen Zonghan both appeared at the restaurant. Their expressions seemed no different from usual, and they even had their usual gentle smiles when they looked at Chen Su.

Su Wan's eyes were slightly red and swollen, but it was almost impossible to notice unless you looked closely.

She gently asked Chen Su what she had done that day and how her appetite was. As usual, she even put a piece of her favorite sweet and sour pork ribs on her plate.

As usual, Chen Zonghan asked Chen Su what she had done that day, his tone calm.

Everything seemed the same as usual, just as warm and caring.

But those words seemed to come through a layer of frosted glass, hollow and lacking genuine warmth.

A tense, cautious silence filled the air.

Every soft sound of the knife and fork hitting the plate was exceptionally clear.

The servants seemed to sense something was amiss, and their movements became even lighter and more deliberate than usual.

Chen Su ate her meal quietly, occasionally responding with a few words.

Her eyelids were lowered, and her long eyelashes cast a small shadow under her eyes.

She slowly sipped her soup with a small silver spoon, then picked up a napkin and gently wiped the corner of her mouth.

Then, looking at Su Wan as if she had just noticed, her face showing just the right amount of doubt and concern, she asked softly:

"Mom, your eyes... why are they a little swollen? Did you not get enough rest?"

Su Wan's hand holding the chopsticks trembled slightly.

She avoided Chen Su's gaze, lowered her head, took a sip of soup as a cover-up, then raised her face, forcing a smile, her voice somewhat hoarse:

"Hmm... a little. I probably caught a chill this afternoon; my eyes are a bit uncomfortable. I didn't get enough rest."