The Shen Family Manor.
A custom-made pink Lamborghini, like a speeding bolt of lightning, performed a beautiful drift at the manor's entrance and stopped steadily.
Lu Xuan, the little princess of the Lu Family, was still dressed in her innocent and lovely attire today.
But in her beautiful eyes, there was a sharp gleam that was completely inconsistent with her appearance.
Following beside her was Xia Qinghe, the pure and innocent 'little white rabbit' she had forcibly dragged along as her 'wingman'.
Led by the awe-filled and curious gazes of the Shen Family servants, the two quickly met Shen Tianzheng, who had been waiting for a long time.
Lu Xuan fully displayed her astonishing talent as a'social terrorist'.
With just a few words, she managed to coax Master Shen, who had been struggling in the jianghu for half his life, into a state of joyous disorientation.
Flattery like, "I've long admired Uncle Shen's great name!" and "Your physique is much stronger than those dead muscles at the gym!" flowed effortlessly from her lips, and she said it with such sincerity!
As for Xia Qinghe, she was directly dispatched to Shen Ning霜's sickroom, ostensibly to 'look after the patient', but in reality, to scout ahead and gather intelligence!
...Inside the sickroom.
Xia Qinghe sat nervously by the bed, looking at Shen Ning霜, who, despite her pale complexion, still couldn't hide her elegant beauty.
In her heart, a strange tension and a hint of an inexplicable hostility arose.
And Shen Ning霜 was also secretly observing this pure and lovely younger sister.
For a moment, two women, both having some connection to Lu Cheng, were in the same room, and the atmosphere became exceptionally subtle.
Just as the awkward silence was about to spread...
"Miss Gu Qingcheng has arrived!"
A slightly flustered announcement suddenly came from outside the door!
Immediately after!
Surrounded by a group of black-clad bodyguards, Gu Qingcheng, the 'main consort' carrying the Lu Family's offspring, walked in slowly and gracefully, like a queen descending upon her kingdom!
The moment she appeared!
An invisible, immensely powerful aura instantly enveloped the entire room!
Making the originally spacious room feel somewhat crowded and oppressive!
Gu Qingcheng's beautiful phoenix eyes calmly swept over everyone in the room.
Her gaze passed over the nervous Xia Qinghe and Lu Xuan, who was also observing her.
Finally, it landed on Shen Ning霜 on the sickbed.
A gentle and appropriate smile appeared on her face, and she slowly spoke, her voice not loud, but clearly reaching the ears of everyone present:
"Miss Shen, hello."
"I am Gu Qingcheng."
She paused, her tone still gentle, but her words were filled with a strong declaration of ownership!
"A-Cheng's... fiancée."
"I heard you were ill, he was very worried about you, so he specially asked me to come and see you."
Another one, really?
A-Cheng's energy... is indeed a bit too exuberant... This 'fiancée'!
Like the loudest war drum!
It immediately established Gu Qingcheng's unshakeable absolute dominant position in this 'harem struggle'!
Making the two present, apart from Lu Xuan, instantly feel inferior!
And when Lu Xuan heard those three words, her beautiful eyes, which had originally held a hint of challenge, narrowed almost imperceptibly.
"Oh? Fiancée?"
"This Gu Qingcheng really has something, declaring her ownership right away?"
"But... mere presence isn't enough."
"We'll have to see if she truly has the ability to manage my good brother, who flirts everywhere he goes!"
She immediately put on an innocent and pure smile.
She stepped forward, intimately took Gu Qingcheng's arm, and started fanning the flames with a tone full of 'concern':
"Wow! So you're Sister Qingcheng!"
"You're so beautiful! No wonder Brother likes you so much!"
She even reached out to gently touch Gu Qingcheng's slightly bulging belly from a distance.
"Little baby, say 'Auntie'!"
"But..." She changed the subject, a helpless expression on her face, as if saying, "I can't do anything about my brother."
"Brother also said that Sister Shen is all alone and quite pitiful, and that we must take good care of her in the future!"
These words sounded like they were conveying Lu Cheng's 'goodwill'.
In reality, however, they were subtly prodding Gu Qingcheng's sensitive nerve called 'jealousy'!
Not everyone is a social terrorist like Lu Xuan.
Although Xia Qinghe was already familiar with Gu Qingcheng, this scene still made her already anxious little heart sink sharply!
Her small face instantly turned even paler!
"Who am I? Where am I?"
"What am I supposed to do?"
"Why am I here...?"
She could only minimize her presence and continue to try to be invisible.
However, how could Gu Qingcheng be an easy opponent?
She just smiled and gently patted Lu Xuan's little hand that was holding her arm.
Her tone was as gentle as a spring breeze, yet it carried a powerful force of deflecting a thousand pounds with four ounces!
"Is that so?"
"Our A-Cheng is just too soft-hearted, he feels sorry for everyone."
"However, Sister Xuan'er is right, Miss Shen is ill and indeed needs good care."
"How about this, I'll arrange for some professional nurses and nutritionists to come over later, they'll provide 24-hour personal care for Miss Shen, ensuring she's perfectly looked after."
She not only seamlessly defused Lu Xuan's provocation, but her words also completely categorized Shen Ning霜 as a 'patient who needs to be taken care of'.
Then, by arranging for care, she further demonstrated her status as the 'mistress of the house'!
It was truly comprehensive!
At this moment, the most bewildered person was actually Shen Ning霜, sitting on the bed... She hadn't even chatted with anyone for long before she was suddenly being arranged and rearranged... It sounded like, apart from Lu Xuan, all these women in front of her were Young Master Lu's... confidantes?
"What... are they doing...?"
...Just as this subtle atmosphere of undercurrents was brewing!
"Creak—"
The room door was pushed open again from the outside!
Lu Cheng's handsome face, with a hint of surprise, appeared at the doorway.
He looked at the room full of beautiful women, a complex smile, both doting and somewhat troubled, on his face.
His first words were the'scumbag' lines that would make any playboy blush:
"Uh... everyone's here?"
"What are you all chatting about so lively? Can I join in?"