A Parent's Heart

Liu Chang'an had long believed that Zhu Juntang was nothing more than the Zhu Family's mascot. Though she was also an heir, that was probably only because her mother was the Third Mistress, the one truly in charge, rather than because Zhu Juntang was particularly worth cultivating.

Of course, many heirs to famous corporate groups were not much different from idiots. Zhu Juntang might not have seemed especially wise or sharp compared with them, but if other families' heirs could be idiots, why couldn't theirs be?

It was only later, when Liu Chang'an heard Zhu Juntang say that the Third Mistress had elevated her standing within the Zhu Family and expanded her authority over its resources, that he believed the Third Mistress truly intended to make her an heir.

It was not uncommon for renowned entrepreneurs with a lifetime of brilliant accomplishments to make notoriously poor choices when selecting successors. Liu Chang'an had not paid much attention to it.

Now Liu Chang'an understood. Su Mei had been setting a trap for him. From the very beginning, Zhu Juntang had told him that whenever she went to play with Liu Chang'an, she would receive Su Mei's permission even if she was confined. He should have recognized that something was wrong back then.

He had not thought too deeply about it, still constrained by ingrained habits of thought. After all, he was merely a normal human who had lived a little longer than others. Normal humans were all like this; it was hard to resist one's own habits and strip away the influence of habitual thinking.

"Can't do anything about me now, can you?" Zhu Juntang saw Liu Chang'an frown slightly, looking somewhat helpless, and immediately became smug.

She lifted her skirt to show off her indestructible stockings, not even caring that