novelraw Chapter 1 The Abandoned Daughter of the Lu Family
Chapter 1 The Abandoned Daughter of the Lu Family
Yesterday, she was Lu Hao's only daughter—the man who ranked tenth on the rich list, the designated successor of the Lu Group, and the most dazzling post-05 generation in the A-share market.
Today, the first thing Lu Hao did after officially taking over the Lu Group was to openly bring his longtime secret lover, Lin Li, and their three children into the Lu family's old residence.
Overnight, Lu Xiran fell from grace.
She owns no real estate or shares in the group.
She was merely a tool for her father to create the image of a beloved woman.
The father's repeated promises, "Everything I have is yours," became a complete joke. The two "older brother" and "older sister" who suddenly appeared were appointed as the group's general manager and director, respectively. Even the youngest son, who was not yet an adult, easily entered a world-class university because of a building donated by Lu Hao.
She, Lu Xiran, became the biggest abandoned daughter of the Lu family.
Disheartened, Lu Xiran took the thin bank card and wooden box left by her mother and went to Switzerland to study.
However, the tree wants to be quiet but the wind keeps on.
A text message from an unknown number shattered the illusion of calm:
Don't drive, the fuse has been cut.
Lu Xiran frowned, taking it as a malicious joke. But inexplicably, she still went to the garage to check.
The information in the text message is exactly as stated.
At the fuse connector, there was a clean but fatal break.
A chill instantly ran down my spine.
She immediately called back, but the call couldn't be connected.
The replies were consecutively filled with "Who are you?" and "How did you know?", each preceded by a cold red exclamation mark.
This cannot be a coincidence.
Fear instantly brought her to her senses, and the "accidents" of the past few days flashed wildly through her mind:
A flowerpot fell precisely to her feet from the apartment building, a car suddenly went out of control and crashed into her on the street, and faint footsteps sounded outside her door late at night...
Someone really wants her dead!
My phone vibrated again; it was the same number.
Put the received package in your car, quick!
This time, Lu Xiran didn't hesitate. She rushed to the door, picked up the box that had been placed there sometime earlier, and quickly stuffed the model into the driver's seat. Then, she used a long lever to press down on the accelerator and remotely started the engine.
The car, like a wild horse, roared down the mountain road and finally plunged into the bottomless lake a kilometer away with a loud bang.
A few minutes later, several dark figures appeared on the lakeside like ghosts, confirming the "results".
Behind the curtains, Lu Xiran held her breath, her whole body ice-cold.
She thought that fleeing to Switzerland would keep her away from the strife, but she never expected that even if she escaped to the ends of the earth, some people would still not let her go.
Exterminate them completely, leaving no way out.
She turned around and opened the sandalwood box that her mother had left behind, which had been sealed away for a long time.
Now she understands.
No matter where she is, as long as the wooden box remains, they will not let her go.
Following the instructions in the text message, Lu Xiran found the brown paper bag at the garage entrance.
Upon opening it, one finds a brand new passport named "Chen Yue" and a train ticket to Berlin.
[Set off immediately]
There was no room for hesitation.
The train passed through the foothills of the Alps, making a brief stop in Berlin. Lu Xiran boarded the plane smoothly with her new passport, transiting through Singapore.
As Lu Xiran stepped into Haicheng International Airport, a huge electronic screen was broadcasting Lu Hao's interview live.
In the video, her "good father" looked haggard and spoke in a somber tone as he recounted his grief over losing his beloved daughter to the camera, even choking up at just the right moment.
A chill, a mixture of nausea and hatred, instantly spread through her limbs. She forced herself to look away, her nails digging deep into her palms.
Now is not the time.
She, being a "dead person," cannot be exposed to the sunlight.
The line moved slowly, with the security gates ahead like an insurmountable barrier—her false identity could not withstand careful verification within the country.
The queue was moving slowly forward, and it looked like she was about to be the next one to go.
Just then, a slight commotion came from the VIP passage next to them.
A group of entourage members dressed in black suits, their expressions aloof and cold, led the way, separating the unauthorized personnel. The man in the center, surrounded by them, stood tall and straight, wearing a perfectly tailored dark gray suit. His profile was handsome and cold, exuding a chilling aura that kept strangers at bay.
"It's Gu Yanshen!" A suppressed exclamation came from behind.
Gu Yanshen, a big shot in Haicheng, is someone even Lu Hao has to curry favor with.
Lu Xiran gripped her boarding pass tightly, her heart pounding.
You only get one chance.
Right now—
The moment the staff member reached out to take her passport, Lu Xiran seemed to be accidentally pushed by the crowd. She stumbled, let out a soft cry, and fell towards Gu Yanshen.
In an instant, several sharp gazes, like tangible blades, were fixed on her. Two men who looked like bodyguards immediately stepped forward, trying to stop her.
However, Gu Yanshen was faster. He didn't even look at her; just before she was about to touch him, he casually raised his hand and, with two fingers, precisely and with undeniable strength, pinched her wrist, which was holding the boarding pass, stabilizing her body.
His fingertips were icy cold, and a shiver ran through his skin.
He lowered his eyes, his gaze lingering for less than half a second on her boarding pass with the name "Chen Yue" on it, before slowly moving upwards to land on her face, which was trying to remain calm but couldn't hide her panic.
Eyes facing each other.
His eyes were as black as an endless abyss, devoid of any emotion, only cold scrutiny, as if they could pierce through all her pretenses and reach the depths of her soul.
Time seemed to stand still.
Lu Xiran's heart was about to leap out of her throat.
The next moment, Gu Yanshen released her wrist, as if the contact just now was an illusion. He didn't say a word to her, but only glanced at the security supervisor who was on high alert, giving him a barely perceptible nod.
With just a simple movement, an invisible pressure descended.
The person in charge immediately understood, his serious expression instantly turning into respect. The staff quickly checked the document and respectfully returned it without even looking at it. The person in charge hurriedly handed it to Lu Xiran, bowed in a "please" gesture towards her and Gu Yanshen, and the security personnel behind him all made way for him.
Power was on full display at this moment.
Gu Yanshen didn't look at her a second time, and walked away surrounded by his entourage.
Lu Xiran kept her head down and followed closely at the end of his group, passing through the security gate without any hindrance.
Finally stepping onto the real ground of Haicheng, she had just caught her breath when suddenly, a cold and powerful hand gripped her arm tightly.
Before she could react, an irresistible force roughly dragged her into an empty VIP lounge next door.
With a "bang," the door slammed shut, cutting off all outside noise.
In the dim light, Gu Yanshen pinned her tightly against the door, his tall figure casting a shadow that completely enveloped her. His handsome face remained expressionless, but a dangerous vortex was swirling in his unfathomable black eyes.
Immediately afterwards, a cold, hard metal object pressed precisely and forcefully against her side.
That sensation, could it be—
muzzle?
Gu Yanshen lowered his head, his warm breath brushing against her earlobe, but his voice was colder than ice:
"Tell me, who exactly are you?"