Redemption from the Abyss: The School Beauty Insists on Pulling Me Out of the Mire

"In the waiting room, Qinghe is next to me." Xie Wang raised an eyebrow. "What happened? You're making it sound like we're having a secret rendezvous."

A long sigh came from Lu Wen on the other end of the phone:

"Ugh, don't even mention it, Brother Wang, I suddenly feel like I'm pretty useless."

Xie Wang put away his usual joking manner: "Speak properly, what's with this sudden depression?"

My company has recently run into trouble.

Lu Wen scratched his hair in frustration on the other end of the phone. "These past few days I've seen my old man staying up all night in the conference room, and the ashtray is piled high with cigarette butts. I went to ask him about it, and he just told me not to worry about it and to take Lin Lu out for a nice meal with my allowance."

"But I'm not stupid, so I secretly inquired about it."

Lu Wen's voice lowered, "Recently, there's been a group of funds in the secondary market that's been aggressively and maliciously acquiring our Lu Group's shares scattered around. The one leading this mess... is Tianlong Group. They say it's Gu Nan, who just returned to the country, who's pulling the strings behind the scenes."

Upon hearing the name Gu Nan, Xie Wang's eyes narrowed slightly.

Since returning to China to take over the group's affairs, Gu Nan has been extremely ruthless in his actions, and has been using Tianlong's strong capital to expand its business empire at an alarming pace.

It turns out that this local tyrant, who originally entrenched himself in Beijing, has already extended his reach to Jiangcheng.

Xie Wang's voice calmed down:

"So what are you planning to do? Don't panic. The Lu family has been in Jiangcheng for so many years and has a solid financial foundation. Even if they try to take over with malicious intent, they won't be able to swallow you up in a short time."

"I know it won't go bankrupt; at most it will cause some serious damage or require us to relinquish some control."

Lu Wen sniffed, his tone full of resentment:

"But I just feel so frustrated! My husband is facing such a huge challenge, and he'd rather bear it all by himself than tell me. He just thinks I'm a spendthrift who only knows how to spend money and can't help at all! I don't want to just sit here doing nothing!"

"It's a good thing that you don't want to just sit there; it means you're growing up."

Xie Wang chuckled softly, his tone carrying a hint of reassuring concern:

"Listen, don't upset your dad these next few days. He's under a lot of pressure. Once I land in Jiangcheng, let's meet tomorrow. If the sky falls, I'll be there to help you figure it out."

"Alright, I feel much more at ease with your words. See you in Jiangcheng, Wangzi." Lu Wen's emotions finally stabilized a bit.

After hanging up the phone, soft music resumed playing in the waiting room.

"Did something happen to Lu Wen's family?" Su Qinghe put down his warm water glass and asked softly.

"Hmm." Xie Wang nodded. "Gu Nan's tentacles have reached out, maliciously acquiring Lu's scattered shares on the secondary market. Lu Wen is currently at home questioning his life because he can't help him."

Ten minutes later, the two boarded the plane.

Su Qinghe leaned back in his large chair, seemingly lost in thought, and said:

"Gu Nan is very skilled at this hostile takeover. Although the Lu family has a trust to back them up and won't go bankrupt, if Gu Nan gets enough leverage to squeeze into the board of directors, Uncle Lu's life will be very difficult."

Xie Wang turned to look at the sea of ​​clouds outside the window:

"Tianlong Group is establishing its authority in Jiangcheng."

"Qinghe, we can't stay on the defensive forever. Gu Tianlong and Gu Nan are pressing us hard, and we need to have our own leverage and positions."

Su Qinghe looked at the boy's angular profile and nodded slightly: "Let's meet with Lu Wen when we get back and see where we can break this deadlock."

The two-hour flight passed in the blink of an eye.

The plane landed smoothly at Jiangcheng International Airport in the early evening.

We returned to the Cloud Top Piano Room in Uncle Chung's car. The corridor was quiet.

"Click".

Xie Wang unlocked the door to room 1601 with his fingerprint, pushed the door open, and helped Su Qinghe carry his suitcase inside.

"Meow~~~"

The door had barely been pushed open a crack when a snapping sound eagerly escaped.

Immediately afterwards, a round, calico cat, with extremely graceful cat steps, rushed straight to the two people's feet.

The rice ball had clearly been fed very well by Su's mother these past few days, and had become quite round.

It rubbed against Xie Wang's trouser leg, then lay down on Su Qinghe's white shoes, revealing its furry belly and acting all cute and affectionate.

"Oh dear, you've gained weight again in just a few days."

Xie Wang chuckled and squatted down, his slender fingers scratching the rice ball's chin twice. The little guy immediately let out a satisfied snoring sound.

Su Qinghe squatted down and rubbed its head, but his gaze unconsciously swept around the living room.

The room was clean, and there was a bouquet of fresh lilies on the dining table, but the aura that belonged to Lin Wanyi was gone.

Su Qinghe walked to the dining table.

Underneath the vase was a note with a faint fragrance, the handwriting sharp and free:

[Qinghe, there's an urgent meeting at headquarters, so Mom's flying off now. There's some cut fruit in the fridge, and I've already fed you the canned rice balls. Study hard, take care of yourself, and I'll check your grades when I get back. —Mom's note]

Su Qinghe held the light, flimsy note and lowered her eyes.

Although I had long been accustomed to my mother's decisive and unpredictable work pace, after being accompanied during her illness, looking at the empty house, I couldn't help but feel a slight sense of loss.

Just as she was lost in thought.

"Stop looking."

A warm, large hand gently covered the top of her head and ruffled her hair.

Xie Wang walked over at some point. He held the chubby rice ball in his arms with one hand, and the rice ball's pink little paws were waving curiously.

Xie Wang lowered his head and gently touched Su Qinghe's cheek with his fluffy paws, his peach blossom eyes filled with a comforting tenderness.

"Auntie went to work on a big business."

"But it's alright, Teacher Su."

Xie Wang gently patted the cat in his arms, then smiled brightly and confidently at her:

"You still have me and this fat cat."

"What do you want to eat tonight? Chef Xie is fully back at work today."