The Crippled Bigshot’s Little Ancestor Is Too Cool

Lu Qingzhuo sat on a futon, closed his eyes, and slowly felt the power in his entire body.

This feeling was simply too magical.

This was the first time he felt the power of his blood flowing back. Five years, he had waited too long.

Finally, this day had arrived.

Lu Qingzhuo felt that He Youran, this woman, was becoming more and more mysterious and mysterious.

He couldn’t help but want to know who she was and why she could surprised him time and time again.

It made him feel that she was unfathomable again and again.

Because no matter how hard he tried, he couldn’t find out anything about her.

Other than finding out that she was the He family’s daughter, he couldn’t find out anything about what had happened during her five years abroad.

In the main hall of the Gu family.

There were only Gu Zimu and his mother in the huge living room at the moment.

Mother Gu sat on the sofa in disbelief. She held the armrest of the sofa and reprimanded, “I really didn’t expect that you would be drunk to the point of fainting on the street because of a woman. It was the bodyguards who carried you back.”

“All these years, have I taught you all the manners in vain? If this gets out, it will be such a disgrace!”

“I’m sorry.” Gu Zimu sat obediently on one side of the sofa.

He was cold and aloof in front of outsiders. Only in front of his mother would he show his humble side.

Gu Zimu’s mother was the true mastermind behind the entire Gu family. She was also the key person who protected Gu Zimu all the way.

Gu was displeased. “What exactly happened to make you so sad? Why did you drink so much?”

She might have reprimanded him, but she loved her son as much as her life. Even if her son caused a huge mess, she had to clean it up for him bit by bit.

Gu Zimu didn’t want to say anything, so she remained silent.

“I’m your mother. If you didn’t tell me, who else would you tell?” Seeing her son like this, mother Gu began to play the emotional card.

“Yoran… it’s He Youran.” Gu Zimu hesitated for a moment, but he still said it.

“That woman?” Gu frowned. “Didn’t you break off the engagement with her a long time ago? Do you still miss her?”

“No.”G u Zimu’s eyes reddened again when he thought of this.

He was unwilling!

So unwilling!

He raised his eyes and looked at his mother.

“Mom, do you know whose son she gave birth to?”

Before mother Gu could answer, he answered himself.

“It was Lu Qingzhuo’s! It was the son of the Lu family!”

He gritted his teeth as he said this!

“What?” Mother Gu was surprised. “How is this possible! Didn’t you say that He Youran was raped by someone? Lu Qingzhuo is the most honorable young master of the Lu family. Why would he do something that would defile others?”

Gu Zimu lowered his handsome face. His brows were filled with annoyance. He patiently tapped his fingers on the sofa.

He said, “The He family had long planned for He Youran to be defiled, and He Xue’er was involved in it. I’ve already gotten He Xue’er to personally admit that He Youran’s child is Lu Qingzhuo’s!”

Mother Gu was shocked. “This is actually true. It’s unbelievable.”

Due to her shock, mother Gu could not digest this matter for a few days. Later, when she played mahjong with the upper-class socialite circle, she could not help but leak this matter out.

It was originally a discussion among the people in the small circle, but this was the secret of the Lu family, the second most powerful family in the imperial capital. It spread like a rocket.

It quickly spread among the upper-class circles.

At this time, at the first hospital of Rong city.

He Xue’er went into the office and threw her designer bag on the table. She sat on the chair with her arms crossed in anger. Her exquisite makeup could not hide her ugly complexion from not sleeping for the whole night.

Chen Man came in wearing a white lab coat. She wore professional glasses and her eyes were filled with shrewdness.

She had always been arrogant. She walked over and sat on her own chair, not even looking directly at He Xue’er.

“What’s wrong? Did you quarrel with your fiancé again?”

“What fiancé? My fiancé’s soul is going to be stolen by that little b * tch, He Youran!”