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The restaurant manager, like a dutiful steward, directed two waiters to quickly clear away the mess on the table.

The red wine stains spilled by Chu Xuan, the cold steak, and the awkward atmosphere were all cleaned up completely.

Instead, there were more exquisite silverwares and freshly ignited Romanée-Conti.

Chen Hao sat opposite, toying with the black American Express card in his hand, but his gaze remained fixed on Lin Ruyu.

That look in his eyes carried the joy of having regained what he had lost, and also an eagerness to immediately bring her into his territory.

"You've suffered all these years," Chen Hao sighed, pushing the sliced ​​Wellington steak in front of her. "It's my fault for coming home too late."

Lin Ruyu paused for a moment while holding the fork.

She knows all too well how to exploit a man's sense of guilt.

"It's not your fault." She lowered her eyes, her long eyelashes casting a shadow on her eyelids, her voice perfectly low. "We were all young then. Then Gao Beining appeared... You know, the Gao family was at its peak then, how could a young girl like me dare to refuse?"

She looked up, her eyes slightly red, but she didn't let the tears fall. This was the most sophisticated kind of grievance: "I thought he was genuinely good to me, but who knew... after the Gao family's accident, he abandoned me in that dilapidated house and didn't even answer a phone call. If Chu Xuan hadn't insisted on bringing me here for dinner today, I might still be starving there."

Chen Hao's expression darkened at the mention of Chu Xuan.

"That good-for-nothing?" Chen Hao sneered, wiping his mouth with a napkin. "Can't even afford a meal, yet he wants to play the hero and save the damsel in distress? It's only because you're soft-hearted that you're giving him face."

Lin Ruyu smiled bitterly: "After all, he's a classmate. I didn't expect his family to suddenly freeze his card. In that situation just now, if I hadn't spoken up for him, he probably would have been dragged out by security."

These words both belittled Gao Beining and Chu Xuan, while simultaneously elevating their own status and perceived kindness.

Chen Hao indeed found it very helpful.

He reached out and grasped Lin Ruyu's hand, which was resting on the table; his palm was warm and strong.

"You don't need to worry about this kind of trash anymore," Chen Hao said, taking out his phone and making a few gestures.

Almost the next second, Lin Ruyu's phone, which was in her bag, vibrated.

That special notification sound is the sound of a large sum of money arriving in a bank account.

She took it out and looked at it, and her breath caught in her throat for a moment.

Ones, tens, hundreds, thousands, tens of thousands...

One million.

A full one million RMB.

Just ten minutes ago, she was moved to tears by the 100,000 yuan that Chu Xuan had pieced together.

And now, this million has simply floated into her account without her even having to ask for it.

"Take this money and buy some clothes and cosmetics to ward off bad luck." Chen Hao said casually, as if he were transferring two hundred yuan to her to buy milk tea. "Let me know if you need more."

Immediately afterwards, a black card and a key gleaming coldly were pushed in front of her.

"There's no limit on the card, feel free to use it. The key is a top-floor penthouse in Riverside One. I saw you posted on your WeChat Moments that you liked the river view, so I had someone reserve that one. It's fully furnished and ready to move in anytime."

Lin Ruyu felt as if fireworks had exploded in her mind.

Binjiang No.1

That's the most luxurious residential area in Haicheng; any one of the apartments there costs tens of millions.

Compared to Gao Beining's secluded apartment where he kept his mistress, this was like the difference between a palace and a slum.

She desperately suppressed the urge to scream, her fingers trembling as she touched the key.

The cold metallic touch told her that it was all real.

Who is Gao Beining? And who is Chu Xuan?

The man before her was her true savior.

"Brother Chen Hao..." Lin Ruyu's voice trembled; this time she was genuinely excited. "This is too precious, I can't..."

"Take it." Chen Hao interrupted her without room for argument, his eyes full of doting affection. "What's mine is yours from now on. By the way, I'm throwing a homecoming party on the cruise ship this weekend, and I've invited a lot of celebrities from Haicheng. I want you to be my date then."

"Female companion?"

"Yes." Chen Hao raised his glass, ambition gleaming in his eyes. "I want everyone to know that I, Chen Hao, am back. And you, you are still the most dazzling princess."

Lin Ruyu gripped the key tightly, her heart pounding.

Surrounded by stars, the center of attention.

This is the life she deserves.

As for Chu Xuan, who is still arguing with the landlord over 100,000 yuan?

Who was that? I don't remember.

……

Chu Family Villa, on the western outskirts of Haicheng.

The villa, which was usually brightly lit, now seemed somewhat lifeless.

The servants all hid in the kitchen, too afraid to come out, and the only light in the living room came from the television.

Chu Xuan dragged his weary body and pushed open the door.

His mind is completely muddled right now.

His card was frozen, and he was publicly humiliated.

All of this felt like a mountain pressing down on him, making it hard for him to breathe.

"Dad, I'm back..." Chu Xuan changed his shoes and called out weakly.

No one responded.

He walked into the living room and suddenly stepped on something, making a crisp cracking sound.

Looking down, I saw a pile of shards of blue and white porcelain.

The Ming Dynasty vase, which the old man supposedly bought for two million, is now completely shattered.

A figure was sitting on the sofa.

Chu's father held a golf club in his hand, his shirt collar was open, his hair was messy, and his eyes were bloodshot, like an old beast driven to the brink of despair.

"Dad?" Chu Xuan was startled by the commotion. "What are you doing? It's just that you suspended my card, why are you getting so angry..."

"Kneel down."

Chu's father's voice was hoarse, like sandpaper scraping against a tabletop.

"What?" Chu Xuan thought he had misheard.

"I'll make you kneel down!!"

The roar made the French windows vibrate.

Chu's father suddenly stood up, pointing the golf club at Chu Xuan's nose, the veins on the back of his hand bulging.

"Dad, are you crazy?" Chu Xuan was also provoked, shouting with his neck stiff, "I've already suffered a lot of anger outside, and now I have to come back to suffer your anger? All I did was help Xiaoyu rent a house, what's wrong with that Hongye Capital? It's none of my business!"

"none of your business?"

Chu's father was so angry that he laughed instead; the laugh was even more unsightly than a cry.

He approached Chu Xuan step by step, each step feeling like he was walking on a knife's edge.

"Just now, within half an hour, several banks called us, demanding that we repay all our loans in advance."

"The company's three main suppliers would rather pay penalties than cut off supplies."

"The tax bureau will be checking the company's accounts first thing tomorrow morning."

Chu's father stopped in front of Chu Xuan, his eyes filled with a chilling despair: "Do you know what this means? It means that the Chu family's decades-long legacy will be gone tonight! When the sun rises tomorrow, we'll be burdened with hundreds of millions in debt and sleeping on the streets!"

Chu Xuan was stunned by this series of news.

Although he was a spoiled rich kid, he knew how serious this was.

"This...how is this possible? Who has such power?" Chu Xuan's face was deathly pale, his lips trembling. "That Hongye Capital...is it really that powerful?"

Chu's father slammed his phone onto the coffee table. The screen lit up, displaying a photograph.

It was the one that Li Yan sent to Bai Jingyou, and later passed on to Feng Rui.

In the photo, Chu Xuan is holding a baseball bat and pointing arrogantly at the little girl with pigtails.

"You're telling me you just reprimanded a freshman?" Mr. Chu pointed at the photo, his fingers trembling. "Do you even know who she is?"

Chu Xuan looked at the girl who seemed familiar yet repulsive to him: "Isn't she just someone kept by an old man..."

"Snapped!"

A loud slap landed hard on Chu Xuan's face.

Chu Xuan staggered from the blow, and blood instantly seeped from the corner of his mouth.

He covered his face, looking incredulously at his father, who had never laid a finger on him since he was a child.

"She's Feng Rui's only daughter! She's that living devil Feng Rui's lifeblood!!"

Chu's father roared hysterically, spitting all over Chu Xuan's face, "Who did you have to mess with? You went after Feng Rui's daughter? And you want to make sure he can't stay in Haicheng? How many lives do you have to do this?!"

With a loud bang.

Something in Chu Xuan's mind collapsed.

That little girl driving the Maybach... is she Feng Rui's daughter?

The girl that Lin Ruyu said sold herself to get ahead was actually such a powerful figure.

Fear overwhelmed him like a tidal wave.

He finally understood why Chen Hao was so arrogant, and why the waiter at the restaurant had looked at him like he was a dead man.

"Dad... what... what do we do now?" Chu Xuan panicked completely, his legs went weak, and he knelt on the ground with a thud. "I don't know... I really don't know... Lin Ruyu said she was..."

"Don't mention that bitch to me!" Father Chu gritted his teeth. "The only way out now is to beg President Feng for forgiveness. President Feng said that as long as you're willing to go and apologize, there's still a one in ten thousand chance that this matter can be salvaged."

"Where to? I'll go! I'll go right now!" Chu Xuan said as if he had grasped at a straw.

"Go kneel in front of the Feng family's gate. Keep kneeling until Miss Feng calms down." Father Chu looked at him coldly.

"Kneeling?" Chu Xuan was stunned.

To make the dignified Young Master Chu kneel before a little girl?

Are they really going to kneel at the gate of the Feng family's house?

How will he survive in the industry after that?

Where does he put his pride?

"No way!" Chu Xuan retorted instinctively. "Dad, can't we try another way? We'll pay! We'll pay! Any amount!"

"Pay up? You think Feng Rui needs your little bit of money?" The light in Chu's father's eyes completely disappeared, replaced by a resolute ruthlessness. "Since you refuse to kneel, then I'll help you out. A broken leg is better than losing your life. Use this broken leg to apologize, and maybe President Feng will look at you with more respect."

Chu Xuan hadn't yet grasped the meaning of those words.

Chu's father raised the golf club high in his hand, the metal head drawing a sharp arc under the light.

"Dad!! No!!"

"Snap!"

The sound of bones breaking was particularly crisp and jarring in the empty living room.

"Aaaaaaahh ...

Chu Xuan let out a shrill scream, curled up like a boiled shrimp, and rolled wildly on the ground while clutching his right leg.

The excruciating pain made his vision go black, and cold sweat instantly soaked through his clothes.

Chu's father threw down the golf club, as if he had aged ten years in an instant.

He ignored his son wailing on the ground, turned and walked towards the study, his back hunched.

"Call an ambulance. Once it's bandaged up, take it straight to the Feng family's house."

Only Chu Xuan's painful groans remained in the living room.

Just then, the phone screen lying on the carpet lit up.

Chu Xuan was in so much pain that he was delirious, but he still instinctively grabbed his phone.

It was a message from Lin Ruyu.

In his heart, this was his last solace.

For this woman, he offended the Feng family, broke his leg, and ruined his family.

She will definitely feel sorry for him, she definitely will...

My trembling fingers swiped across the screen.

What came into view was a photograph.

In the photo, Lin Ruyu is wearing a silk bathrobe, holding a wine glass, and standing in front of a huge floor-to-ceiling window.

Outside the window is the dazzling river view of Haicheng, a view that only the most luxurious mansions can offer.

She was smiling.

She smiled so charmingly, so smugly.

The following is a text message:

"Chu Xuan, Brother Chen Hao is back. He's been very good to me. Please don't contact me anymore; I don't want him to misunderstand."

Every word was like a sharp knife, precisely piercing Chu Xuan's heart and then violently stirring it.

No concern.

I didn't feel sorry for them.

They didn't even say thank you.

All that's left is disdain and an eagerness to distance themselves.