With My Profound Love, I Offer to the Years

Chapter 90

Some of what was said is indeed true. First and foremost, Lu Lingrui died by suicide, not at his hands. Secondly, the crime of assaulting a woman is not punishable by death.

The Lu family has been relentlessly pursuing this matter, to an extent that some see as rather extreme.

The other party did this deliberately to stir up trouble and provoke public opinion.

The internet is a double-edged sword, capable of exposing many depraved beasts with twisted moral compasses. Even when one knows the other party is unforgivably wicked, there will always be brainless trolls blindly following and viciously insulting the victim.

They deliberately bribed marketing accounts to whitewash the misdeeds of Wang Yong and Yang Hao, while emphasizing the Lu family's unyielding determination and viciously portraying them as pitiable victims. After seeing the marketing accounts, the first thought of the masses was how the Lu family was being so petty...

This way, their goal was achieved.

As long as someone attacks the Lu family, it is a joyous occasion for them.

"Your mother's condition has stabilized now. Don't worry, I've turned off her phone and discarded that number. I'll get her a new number tomorrow," said Lu Yanhua over the phone.

"..." Lu Lingchuan gripped his phone tightly, his expression darkening.

Gritting his teeth, the veins on the back of his hand bulging.

If he had a knife in his hand and the Wang and Yang families were in front of him, he wouldn't hesitate to stab them all to death!

Beasts!

Years ago, the Lu family had gone to great lengths to suppress this matter, not wanting Lu Lingrui to face criticism even after her death. So those who knew about the Lu family's lawsuit were few and far between over the years.

They tried every way to maintain Lu Lingrui's final dignity, yet the other party shamelessly made it public, even spending money to hire internet trolls to sway public opinion.

After a long while, Lu Lingchuan finally regained his composure and said with effort, "I'll have someone take down all the reports."

"No need," said Lu Yanhua. "Jinghe has taken care of it."

Jinghe, Liang Jinghe.

"Jinghe's father is acquainted with the founders of the major short video and social media apps. I immediately sought the Liang family's help when this happened."

Information about Lu Lingrui's case had only just started spreading when it was forcibly suppressed.

So no matter which social media app you search, you won't find a single trace.

Fortunately, it was suppressed in time.

"Jinghe called me to say she has had people contact those marketing accounts that published the information. They admitted to receiving a huge sum of one million yuan each, paid by someone who only asked them to post one piece of content after taking the money."

Which was about Lu Lingrui's case from years ago.

As for who paid them, besides the families of Wang Yong and Yang Hao, who else could it be?

Lu Lingchen was furious. "They've gone too far!"

He punched a nearby pillar with his fist!

Lingrui was ruined by them, and even five years later, they still had to bring it up and make a big fuss about it.

Lu Lingchuan didn't express his rage. He only wore a solemn expression, his voice as cold as the December wind: "Have Liang Jinghe preserve the evidence."

This would be the key strike for them to counterattack later.

Deliberately hiring people to incite public opinion and distort the truth – as long as the evidence is conclusive, it could become the weapon for their retaliation.

"I know. With father in the capital, all you need to do is contact the victims in Hai City."

Currently, all hopes rest on Lu Lingchuan.

Lu Yanhua stood on the balcony, holding his phone. He slowly walked towards the bedroom but stopped at the doorway.

The door was open, and he stood there watching Auntie Xu caring for Li Mingshi.

Li Mingshi, who had been improving, broke down again after receiving the phone call and messages.

The first round of chemotherapy had caused severe hair loss, making her look even more haggard.

Lu Yanhua felt a pang in his heart. He gripped his phone and turned away.

"Lingchuan, it all depends on you now."

The five-year-long feud and grievances should finally come to an end.

"..." After hanging up, Lu Lingchuan remained silent for a moment before calling Liang Jinghe.

She answered quickly, her pleasant voice coming through: "Lingchuan."

Lu Lingchuan rarely called her directly, so Liang Jinghe immediately understood why he was calling and spoke first without him bringing it up.

"You don't need to worry about public opinion. All information about Lingrui has been removed. I've been monitoring the internet, and they won't have another chance. Additionally, I've instructed all major platforms to ban Lingrui's name."

Searching for "Lu Lingrui" would yield no results.

Not a single word about Lu Lingrui's case from years ago would appear online.

Liang Jinghe was very thoughtful, considering every aspect.

Listening to her describe her arrangements over the phone, Lu Lingchuan remained silent for a while before speaking.

"Thank you."

Liang Jinghe, who had been reporting, was momentarily stunned before smiling warmly: "There's no need for such pleasantries between us. Uncle Lu said you're in Hai City."

"Yes."

"Stay safe. And..." She paused, then continued, "May your wishes come true."

When Liang Jinghe received Lu Yanhua's call today, she was very surprised. She thought the Lu family only had two brothers and didn't expect them to have had a daughter who committed suicide five years ago.

She had always wondered why Lu Lingchuan's company was called Lingrui Group. Ling was Lu Lingchuan's surname, but what about the 'rui'? Was it the name of another woman, like his first love or someone he loved but couldn't be with?

Only now did Liang Jinghe learn that it was indeed a woman's name – Lu Lingchuan's sister, named Lu Lingrui.

Due to the urgency, Lu Yanhua only told her a brief summary – that despite hearing just a little, Liang Jinghe couldn't help but feel sympathy.

Just how deeply wounded must someone be to choose death at such a tender age?

She didn't know, nor could she fully empathize. All she could do was try her best to preserve the little dignity this girl had left in this world.

...

After hanging up with Liang Jinghe, Lu Lingchen had also finished his call.

Holding his phone, he looked at Lu Lingchuan: "Brother, we've found her. She's currently working as a server at a small restaurant. We can go there tomorrow."

"Hmm." Lu Lingchuan acknowledged.

As soon as the words left his mouth and he had turned off his phone screen, it lit up again. Lu Lingchen saw the contact name.

[Nian]

It was Shen Nian.

Didn't she go to the private room earlier? Why was she calling now?

Lu Lingchuan answered the call but didn't hear Shen Nian's voice. Instead, he heard an unfamiliar yet familiar male voice.

[Shen Assistant, why can't you understand? Whether I report to Lu or not is unimportant. What matters is whether Shen Assistant is willing to cooperate with us...]

It was the voice of Zou Zhijie, the nephew of Director Zou.

Lu Lingchuan and Lu Lingchen heard every word he said, loud and clear. After hearing it, Lu Lingchen was shocked but also impressed.

Well, well, I thought the young man just had high standards, but I didn't expect him to take the suicidal path instead of the secret admirer path.

Before Lu Lingchen could say anything, he felt a gust of wind beside him. By the time he realized what was happening, Lu Lingchuan had already stormed into the hotel.

THIS CHAPTER UPLOAD FIRST AT NOVELBIN.COM