Beauty Chairwoman’s Bodyguard Expert

Chapter 1194: Chapter 1187: Luan Hongyue’s Desolation

In the morning, as the sun rose from the east and the gentle sunlight bathed the land of Shen Zhou, Lu Tianxing had already woken up, full of energy, without a trace of fatigue from last night’s frenzy. As usual, he woke up early, turned his head slightly, and his gaze fell upon Bai Zhiqing, who was curled up in his arms. His lips curled into a pampering smile.

At this moment, Bai Zhiqing seemed to be having some sweet dream, which caused her lips to curl into a sweet smile.

Lu Tianxing gently caressed Bai Zhiqing’s delicate face and tidied her slightly messy hair, a warm smile playing on his lips. He didn’t know when it started, but this outwardly domineering, tough yet soft-hearted chairman had become an indispensable part of his life.

Perhaps Lu Tianxing’s movements were a bit large, as Bai Zhiqing let out a soft murmur, and soon she slowly opened her eyes, immediately seeing Lu Tianxing right there.

“What’s wrong? Did I wake you?” Lu Tianxing asked softly, looking at Bai Zhiqing.

“No, why are you up so early?”

Bai Zhiqing lazily looked at Lu Tianxing. Although covered by a blanket, it could not hide her shapely figure.

“I made an appointment with my cousin last night. Today we plan to watch a good show at the Jiang Family. How about it? Are you interested in joining?” Lu Tianxing kissed Bai Zhiqing on the cheek and said with a smile.

“I won’t go. I still want to sleep a bit more, and besides, I promised grandpa I’d accompany him for a walk around today.”

Bai Zhiqing lazily rested her head on Lu Tianxing’s chest, listening to that strong and powerful heartbeat. A faint smile of happiness appeared on her face. She slightly moved her body and closed her eyes again, suggesting that last night had indeed worn her out.

Seeing Bai Zhiqing’s appearance, Lu Tianxing couldn’t help but let out a light laugh. He leaned down and gently kissed Bai Zhiqing’s forehead. Who would have thought that Bai Zhiqing, so decisive and impartial in the business world, would become such a gentle woman after he melted the ice in her heart, even being so caring towards the elderly? Perhaps this is Bai Zhiqing’s true character.

Gently holding Bai Zhiqing, Lu Tianxing did not immediately get up, but lay there, staring blankly at the ceiling.

Meanwhile, at the Red People Club, Luan Hongyue sat bewildered in her office. Luan Hongyue, who had been charming last night, now appeared quite disheveled, her eyes carrying noticeable dark circles, evidently due to a lack of good sleep the previous night.

Last night, Luan Hongyue indeed did not sleep, nor did she close her eyes, but kept making phone calls. These calls were to the connections she had accumulated over the years, hoping to use them to ease the animosity with the Jiang Family. However, anyone she called would hang up almost immediately upon learning she had offended the Jiang Family, and some wouldn’t even answer. She spent the entire night calling and in silence.

As time ticked by, Luan Hongyue’s body started trembling slightly when the sunlight from outside shone on her. A bitter smile appeared on her face.

“Mr. Lu, you were right. The connections I’ve built were nothing but illusions. They only helped me because they coveted my beauty. When I lost that or offended someone, they treated me like a plague, eager to stay as far away from me as possible.”

Luan Hongyue murmured to herself, “It’s a pity. If I had realized this earlier, perhaps things wouldn’t have escalated to what they are today.”

Taking a deep breath, Luan Hongyue slowly stood up from her chair, walked into the inner room of her office, and approached the vanity. Looking at herself in the mirror, at the alluring figure that drove all men crazy, Luan Hongyue once took pride in it, as if heaven had armed her with its best weapon. But now, she felt especially disgusted and somewhat repulsed.

Sighing once again, Luan Hongyue touched up her makeup, then slowly stood up, opened the office door, and walked out. She knew clearly that not only the Jiang and Wei Families were seeking revenge on her, but there were also two people who would definitely come looking for her today.

Just as Luan Hongyue came downstairs and appeared in the lobby, a man and a woman stormed in from outside. Both of them had sullen and angry expressions on their faces, especially the woman, who looked vicious and fierce, as if someone owed her millions.

“Dad, Mom, you’re here.”

Seeing these two, Luan Hongyue calmly asked, with a self-mocking smile on her face. Sure enough, they came.

These two were Luan Hongyue’s parents, Luan Aoxiong and Zheng Xiu’e.

“Luan Hongyue, how dare you still call us Mom and Dad! You, this jinx! You’re ruining us! Are you trying to drag the entire Luan Family down with you?”

Upon seeing Luan Hongyue, her mother’s anger intensified even further. Without a thought, she walked up and swung her arm, delivering a hard slap across Luan Hongyue’s face.

“Smack!”

The crisp sound of the slap echoed particularly loudly in the silent lobby, and a handprint quickly appeared on Luan Hongyue’s cheek, visible to the naked eye.

Yet Luan Hongyue seemed unfazed by the pain, letting out a sorrowful smile. These were her parents. She had been eager to establish her own power and build connections just to break away from the Luan Family and these parents who treated her like merchandise.

They say that children are as precious as parents’ hearts, and when others see their children in trouble, they’d go to any lengths to comfort them, care for them, and find a solution. But her parents took an accusatory stance, treating her as if she were a calamity, an outsider. How could this not chill one’s heart?

Looking at her parents’ accusatory stance, Luan Hongyue flashed a mocking smile, coldly saying, “Aren’t you going to ask what really happened last night?”

“What’s there to ask? It’s all your fault anyway, offending the Jiang Family, and you still have the nerve to call me mom. You’re so thick-skinned. If I had known you’re such a jinx, I should have killed you at birth.”

Luan Hongyue’s mother, Zheng Xiu’e, glared at Luan Hongyue with a hateful look, her mouth full of spiteful sarcasm. She didn’t see Luan Hongyue as her daughter, but as a mortal enemy.

Although Luan Hongyue’s father didn’t speak, the sinister look in his eyes towards Luan Hongyue said it all about his thoughts.