The other party is wealthy and powerful as well, and they’ve threatened to break her hand if she refuses to compensate!
Fang Li was in a standoff with Lu Qing, unwilling to beg him for help. She decided to resolve it secretly and arranged to meet the other party, planning to settle the matter with a few million. However, they were relentless, demanding thirty million before releasing Lu Lu.
Fang Li was accustomed to a life of privilege, as Lu Qing’s mother. Wherever she went, people treated her respectfully and gave her plenty of face.
But now, she encountered someone who refused to give her face. It was utterly infuriating!
Lu Lu, held captive, had starved for three or four meals and was surrounded by three or four burly men. Her prior arrogance had completely vanished. As soon as she saw Fang Li, she screamed:
"Mom, please save me!"
Fang Li directly threw two to three million in cash onto the ground in front of them and said coldly:
"Let my daughter go."
"Just this little bit of money? Sending a beggar, huh? My precious car is worth thirty million—not one cent less."
Thirty million was a substantial sum. Fang Li was far from willing to part with it.
The man sneered and said, "Either hand over the money, or get lost!"
"Do you know who I am? I’m Lu Qing’s mother! How dare you act so brazenly!"
The man chuckled, his tone mocking, "If you’re so capable, have Lu Qing come talk to us himself. Otherwise, just give us the money—or get lost!"
The group looked fierce and terrifying. Fang Li was intimidated. She had hit a wall—what should she do? Should she humble herself to Lu Qing?
Without her son Lu Qing, what did she have left?
No more discretionary spending; debts would chase her down; no one would protect her when trouble arose. After years of living in luxury, Fang Li finally realized the truth: the real authority in the Lu Family lay with Lu Qing. Only his presence could ensure their stable and beautiful life.
Outside Liyuan, rain was falling. Qin Miaomiao lay on the bed, watching with wide eyes as Lu Qing peeled an apple. From time to time, she opened her mouth, waiting for him to feed her a bite.
"You really don’t care that your sister is starving?"
Lu Qing said indifferently, "Her personality is arrogant and domineering, completely lawless, extravagant, and fond of causing trouble. She could use some suffering to teach her how to behave."
The car crash incident had been orchestrated entirely by Lu Qing—a clever ruse to intimidate Lu Lu.
Qin Miaomiao nodded. "Indeed, your sister isn’t too bright. She’s easily manipulated and prone to trouble. Giving her some harsh lessons now might help her learn to behave and avoid causing major disasters in the future. As for your mother, is this your way of forcing her to yield to you?"
Lu Qing’s lips curved into a slight smile.
"Getting her to submit is only part of it. I want her to understand one thing: In the Lu Family, I make the decisions."
Moreover, the financial indulgence she and Lu Lu enjoyed had already crossed the line. This was the perfect opportunity to resolve lingering risks altogether.
Qin Miaomiao clicked her tongue a few times. "Wow, husband, you really are calculating. Aren’t you afraid people will say you’re not filial?"
"Indulgence only leads to the collapse of the entire family. Besides, in the future, the mistress of the Lu Family will be you. Affairs of the inner household will be under your control."
Qin Miaomiao raised an eyebrow. "Oh? You think so highly of me? Aren’t you afraid I’ll take advantage of your favor and bully others?"
"As long as it makes you happy, why not?"
"Dearest Young Master Lu, has anyone ever told you that spoiling a woman might make her utterly uncontrollable?"
Lu Qing took a piece of the sliced apple into his mouth, leaned down to kiss her lips, and transferred the apple into hers, murmuring:
"What I want is for you to be utterly uncontrollable."