The game's heroine has come true? The aloof school beauty is in tears.

Xiao Xu has left.

Before leaving, he exchanged a glance with Huang Zhiyu behind the door.

He didn't say anything.

Huang Feiyang has publicly clarified Huang's identity.

So everyone knows that the siblings are not related by blood, which explains everything.

If she is the kind of person who enjoys fate and allows everything to come to an abrupt end.

So the person in front of me is clearly the one who is obsessed with being punished.

Huang Zhiyu tilted his head and glanced at her, then asked:

"What did Lu Yuan say to you?"

"You rejected me." Xiao Xu told the truth, and even made a self-deprecating joke: "I lost to you, good luck."

She originally thought that Huang Zhiyu's personality meant he would always be sarcastic when he opened his mouth.

But to everyone's surprise, Huang Zhiyu paused for a moment and then shook his head:

"I didn't win either."

...

Summer is rainy.

In the rain,

The tall woman wore a dark, off-the-shoulder overcoat and a black pleated skirt.

The wind blew her skirt, and her stiletto heels trod lightly on the wet stone slabs.

She stood in the rain, holding a black umbrella, her posture slightly leaning forward.

With his other hand he gently supported the back of the wheelchair, pushing the young man in the hospital gown forward slowly.

A patient in a wheelchair is already eye-catching, let alone when the person pushing the wheelchair is a beautiful woman.

But they seemed to have created a vacuum around them, with no passersby approaching.

Because when someone wants to get close.

Several young men dressed in black will immediately dart out from the crowd, quickly stepping aside to block people, their hands in their bulging pockets.

This brother and sister, strolling through the streets, control the entire area's underground world.

"I think you'd look better with champagne hair."

Huang Zhiyi has always had a stylish appearance.

With a high nose bridge, a mature and sophisticated face, a model's figure, and sharp eyes and features, she doesn't follow the gentle and graceful path of typical Eastern beauties.

"The image that best suits you is probably standing on the edge of the top of Taipei 101 in a neon-lit city, indifferently watching the traffic below, with a group of henchmen kneeling behind you..."

Lu Yuan described the scene as he imagined it.

Just thinking about it is so exciting!

Okay, he admits, the image has nothing to do with hair color.

It's purely his personal quirk.

"I'll go get it dyed later."

"I was just making a suggestion."

Lu Yuan just mentioned it casually.

He took a deep breath of the fresh air outside, a look of enjoyment on his face.

Huang Zhiyu silently pushed the wheelchair behind her.

After a few minutes of silence, he suddenly spoke:

"If I fulfill all your requests, will you then refuse to return to the mainland?"

"What if I leave? What if I don't?"

"Take me with you if you leave."

Huang Zhiyu spoke quietly.

Lu Yuan has never been open about returning to the mainland.

So she definitely can't persuade her.

But it doesn't seem difficult to bring her along.

Just like people carry their cell phones with them wherever they go, no one would leave behind something useful.

"I'm not going back to mainland China."

You lied to me.

"I've already said that things shouldn't happen more than three times, and I've lied to you three times already, so I absolutely won't lie to you about this."

Huang Zhiyu was stunned; she was a little confused.

She said, "Swear it."

"I swear on this cane, the token of the Five Lakes Gang, if I, Huang, ever return to the mainland..."

"Your name isn't Huang something at all," Huang Zhiyu said coldly.

"Among the Five Lakes Gang, I'm called Huang something."

Lu Yuan chuckled twice and swore again:

"I swear, if I ever return to the mainland, let me die by the sword."

Why did you suddenly change your mind?

"It's nothing." Lu Yuan shook his head and said lightly, "Let's go to the Five Lakes Gang headquarters."

...

The actual headquarters of the Five Lakes Gang was a stand-alone office building.

This place was originally occupied by Huang Feiyang's personal guards, who were Lin Tang's men.

But now the youth army of Songtang has officially moved in and taken over this place.

So when Lu Yuan was pushed through the door.

The underlings at the gate had already braved the heavy rain and lined up in two rows in the yard to greet him.

"That's enough. Call Five Stars and Ah Jie to the office."

The top floor of the office building used to be Huang Feiyang's office; the entire floor belonged to him.

On the wall hangs Huang Feiyang's calligraphy: "The wind rises, the clouds fly high."

Standing in front of the huge floor-to-ceiling window.

Not only can you overlook the bustling city, but you can also see the Taipei 101 Tower in the distance.

"Your Highness, what should we do with the remaining troops of Lin Tang?"

"Your Highness, Chen Muchun and the reformists have surrendered themselves."

"Your Highness, many small gangs in the North District are stirring up trouble and have started making frequent contact with many entertainment venues."

Lu Yuan listened to the news silently, his fingers tapping lightly on the armrest of his wheelchair.

"They released the news that I have fully recovered."

"Your Highness, there's something I'm not sure if I should say."

"Then tell me."

"I've heard some bad rumors outside, saying that you've damaged some internal organs and don't have much time left."

"rumor."

Lu Yuan smiled slightly, as if he didn't care about the rumor at all.

But he suddenly started coughing violently, and the coughing lasted for two minutes.

Huang Zhiyu gently stroked his back; of course, she didn't believe Lu Yuan wouldn't live much longer.

She stayed by her bedside every day.

How come I didn't know about this?

Since Lu Yuan himself said it was a rumor, everyone present assumed it was completely unfounded.

"Then the Crown Prince can focus on recovering; the matters concerning the gang can be postponed."

These are not big deals.

The problem can be resolved as long as Huang recovers.

Not urgent.

But Lu Yuan seemed a little anxious. He slowly said, refuting several people, "Let's put it on the agenda as soon as possible."

? ? ?

Everyone realized something was wrong.

wrong.

Why is the Crown Prince in such a hurry?

"Your Highness, there's no need to rush. Just focus on recovering."

"Ahem, I said I'd do it."

Lu Yuan covered his mouth and coughed incessantly, waving his hand to signal them all to leave.

Only Huang Zhiyu kept stroking his back.

Doubt was also in his eyes:

"Lu Yuan, what's wrong with you?"

"fine."

"fine?"

First, Xiao Xu suddenly came to the ward and said something to Lu Yuan.

Then Lu Yuan suddenly changed his mind and said he wasn't leaving.

If all of these can be explained.

Why was something that could have been resolved simply by recuperating suddenly put on the agenda?

Once Lu Yuan's cough subsided, he sat quietly by the French windows, lost in thought.

Huang Zhiyu quietly went out and called Xiao Xu.

Open directly:

"Is Lu Yuan's illness incurable?"

"rumor."

"You lied to me."

Huang Zhiyu put down the phone and looked back at the lonely figure sitting in the wheelchair by the floor-to-ceiling window.

Silence fell over them.