"Thick-skinned and utterly unfazed, Lu Lightheartedly greeted him. " Grandpa, nice to meet you! Let me perform a split for you!"
Lu Lieshen: ...
Lu Musen covered his face with one hand.
Lu Lieshen tilted his head slightly, scrutinizing the girl before him whose actions defied convention. A youthful face with round, star-like eyes sparkled with curiosity as they openly met his gaze. Unlike other children who trembled at the sight of him, her expression radiated pure interest and unexpected warmth.
Lu Light lifted her chin, convinced she had impressed this formidable grandfather with her boldness.
Lu Lieshen waved a hand, "No need for such formalities. You may rise."
Lu Light's internal monologue: One sentence from you, and all my carefully crafted gentleness disappears.
Lu Musen stifled laughter as he pulled Lu Light to her feet, gently guiding her to stand properly.
Lu Lieshen turned away from his appraising stare, abruptly changing the subject. "Lu Light, I will arrange accommodations for you. One million yuan per month, twenty servants at your beckoning. Can you manage yourself?"
Lu Light understood the veiled message: Take the money and leave. Though indifferent to where she lived, she couldn't disappoint her uncle, who had bribed her to behave well.
"Waaah, Grandpa, don't make me leave!" She forced out two tears. "I have no parents left—you're all I have! If even you abandon me, I'll truly be an orphan!" As if on cue, she began singing a fragmented nursery rhyme: "Little cabbage, yellow in the field... Mother gone when I was two..."
The scene would have broken hearts—if not for the fact that Lu Lieshen, a man steeled by decades in the cutthroat business world, found her singing... peculiarly grating.
Lu Musen interjected, "Father, if you're busy—"
"Enough," Lu Lieshen cut him off, his stern facade softening fractionally. "Who said I'd cast you out?"
Lu Musen gaped, surprised. Father actually agreed?
Lu Light seized the opportunity, grinning widely. "Thank you, Grandpa! You're the kindest elder I've ever met!"
"You're quite the flatterer," Lu Lieshen remarked, though a faint twitch at his lips betrayed him.
"I speak the truth! I felt an instant connection to you—it must be our blood bond speaking!" She batted her lashes innocently, embodying the adage it's hard to strike a smiling face.
Lu Lieshen's mouth quirked upward before he turned to Lu Musen. "Did you coach her?"
Lu Musen chuckled. "She's self-taught. Talented, isn't she?"
"My tolerance for her lasts one month," Lu Lieshen warned. "After that, you deal with her."
"Understood." Lu Musen sighed inwardly, knowing his father's ultimatum mirrored his own precarious expectations.
"Bye, Uncle! Come back soon—I'll miss you!" Lu Light clung to Lu Musen's sleeve, her eyes sparkling with faux innocence. Don't forget to wire me money regularly! Her mental scream went unvoiced.
Her wallet's starving—needs cash to survive!
Lu Musen hesitated, unexpectedly moved by her display of attachment. She genuinely likes me. "Take care of yourself. I'll return as soon as possible."
Once Lu Musen departed, Lu Light and Lu Lieshen were left staring at each other in strained silence.
"Sir, breakfast is ready," interrupted Mr. Nan, the butler, shattering the icy atmosphere.
Lu Lieshen glanced at his watch. "I'm late for work. Show her to the dining hall and assign her quarters."
"Yes, sir."
"Grandpa, skipping breakfast harms your health!" Lu Light adopted a prim tone. "It leads to stomach issues, gallstones, high cholesterol—"
Lu Lieshen raised an eyebrow. "Mind your own meals. Eat without me."
"But books say digesting last night's—" She gestured vaguely, miming a bowel movement. "—after 9:30 AM isn't good. Really, Grandpa..."
Her wide eyes silently conveyed: Eating feces is gross.
Lu Lieshen's poker face twitched. No one dared lecture him—ever. Yet even he, the untouchable tycoon, winced at the thought of reinforcing such an unsavory image to his granddaughter.
"Mr. Nan, prepare me a tray," he relented.
The butler shot Lu Light a startled look before snapping to attention. "Immediately, sir!"
Lu Light beamed. "Grandpa, taking care of ourselves lets us live longer!"
A flicker of something—nearly affection—shadowed Lu Lieshen's features. Not bad, his narrowed eyes seemed to concede.
Alas, the moment passed. As he listened to assistants recite schedules, meetings, and corporate inspections, his resolve hardened. Just like her mother. Spoiled, reckless—she'll abandon this family for some man eventually.
"I'm leaving. Seek the butler for needs," he dismissed her, rising abruptly.
His untouched croissant lay cold on the plate.
Mr. Nan approached the deflated-seeming Lu Light. "Young miss, don't take it hard. Sir's always busy and... lacks experience with children."
Lu Light's dropped bun revealed her thoughts elsewhere. Book villain? She recalled suddenly. Grandpa's name—
"Butler, what's my grandpa's full name?"
"Call me Uncle Nan, miss. It's Lu Lieshen—Lieshen meaning 'fierce,' Shen meaning 'forest'."
Lu Lieshen. The bun slipped from numb fingers.
The very same Lu Lieshen who built an empire from nothing? The notorious patriarch whose premature granddaughter's death drives the novel's plot? Cold dread seeped in. Wait—the original storyline has me dying, Grandpa avenging me, then Uncle Musen continuing the feud... It's like the Calabash Brothers saving Grandpa!
She swallowed hard. If I die, this family crumbles. Time to prioritize longevity.
No more iced cola. At least not often.
"Uncle Nan, do we have pets?"
"Yes, miss. A German Shepherd for security and a white-feathered Australian King Parrot that refuses to leave. Would you like to see them?"
"Yes!"
That afternoon, Lu Light frolicked with the dog and parrot in the courtyard, laughing uproariously. By dusk, Lu Lieshen returned to find the mansion alive with raucous energy. His brow furrowed.
"Mr. Nan, did I not stress the need for quiet?"
The butler sighed. "She's lonely, sir. Talked to the animals all day—even taught them philosophy. Said something about 'failed cultivation, ten years pig-rearing made my heart ironclad'..."
Lu Lieshen fell silent. My granddaughter isn't foolish.
Just then, a clear voice rang from the garden: "Grandpa!"
Lu Light burst into view, straddling a pink piglet while beaming—a living contradiction of elegance and absurdity.
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