Lu Yanting had just gotten into the car when Su Yuan called. He tapped the answer button and leisurely raised the phone to his ear, but his gaze remained fixed outside the window.
Not far away, Lu Yuhuan stood beneath the lights, holding a stemmed glass and looking toward him with a strange smile.
"Lu, have you heard? Lu Yuhuan is back! How does he have the nerve? After doing that to you, he still has the gall to show his face?!" Su Yuan's grating voice poured through the receiver.
Lu Yanting frowned. "What are you trying to say?"
"I'm saying we should've sent him to prison back then! He was clearly the mastermind behind your kidnapping!" Su Yuan said indignantly.
Lu Yanting took a deep breath. "If you keep spouting nonsense, I'm hanging up."
"Wait," Su Yuan said hastily. "Lu, about the Cruise Ship Gala in a couple of days, can I..."
"You'll come with me." Lu Yanting hung up as soon as he finished speaking. By then, the car had already reached the city center.
Although it was late at night, the city was still bustling, its neon lights flashing.
Crowds streamed endlessly through the busy streets, smiles on their faces, as though every one of them led a happy, fulfilling life.
The lives of ordinary people were all the more precious for their simplicity, unlike those of children born into powerful business families, who faced deceit and intrigue from the moment they opened their eyes.
Even a brother bound to you by blood might stab you in the back...
It had been Lu Yanting's own decision to stop pursuing the matter.
Living in a cursed family was already absurd and bizarre enough. Adding a melodramatic "Nine Princes' Succession Struggle" would truly turn them into fodder for idle