A company to make profitable. Children to raise. A life to build from the ruins of the old one.
And Lu Zeyan's suffering, while satisfying, was just one small piece of a much larger puzzle.
One that she was determined to complete.
No matter what it costs.
No matter who was suspected.
No matter what.
They soon settled into the private examination room, sterile white walls, medical equipment arranged with precise efficiency, a cushioned exam table where Lu Yuze carefully laid Yuyan down. The monitoring equipment continued to beep steadily, reassuring in its consistency.
Shuyin stood near the window, her hands clasped tightly together, still fighting residual tremors. Her mind was already calculating the next steps: Chen Xiao's arrival, medical clearance, getting home, and managing Lu Cheng's suspicions.
Footsteps approached in the hallway, confident and measured, carrying the professional cadence of someone accustomed to authority.
