He Lost Control with Jealousy — What Happened to Being Untouchable? - Chapter 89

Lu Tingzhou’s voice was icy, drawing a clear line between her and Kaikai.

Song Xinran’s smile froze abruptly on her face.

Why would he suddenly ask this?

“I… I met her by chance at a banquet after returning to the country.”

She forced herself to stay calm, choosing every word with extreme caution.

“Since I knew she was your sister-in-law, I… I treated her with special respect.”

Hearing this, the corners of Lu Tingzhou’s lips curled into a faint, mocking smile that didn’t reach his eyes, carrying a chilling derision.

“Is that so?”

He had no patience left for her evasions.

All his tolerance had long been exhausted.

“Then what about the one million Sun Meixi transferred to your account four years ago? Care to explain?”

The question struck like a bolt from the blue, making Song Xinran tremble uncontrollably.

She felt as if she had been struck by lightning, her mind blank.

He…

He had actually investigated her.

Why would he suddenly look into something from four years ago?

“I… I don’t know anything about that…”

Her hands clutched her bag tightly as she struggled to steady herself.

“Back then, my family had an antique to sell, and it fetched a million. I had no idea who the buyer was. Are you saying… the buyer was your sister-in-law?”

She had rehearsed this lie countless times in her mind, yet even now, guilt gnawed at her.

Lu Tingzhou glanced at her.

His gaze was devoid of warmth, impossible to read, whether he believed her or not remained unclear.

He said nothing more.

Instead, his attention returned to Kaikai in his arms.

Song Xinran’s nails dug into her palms, not daring to utter another word.

That fool Sang Wan should already be on her way to the western suburbs.

Checking the time, she politely took Kaikai back from Lu Tingzhou’s arms.

“Tingzhou, Kaikai has already taken up too much of your time. Now that he’s seen you, he won’t keep asking for you tonight. We won’t disturb your work any further.”

Staying longer would only risk more mistakes.

The oppressive aura around Lu Tingzhou made her feel as if she could be exposed at any moment.

Moreover, she needed to inform Sun Meixi immediately about his investigation. If he uncovered anything, the consequences would be unimaginable.

Clutching the child, she stumbled into the underground garage and scrambled into her car, frantically dialing Sun Meixi’s number.

“Hello?”

“Mrs. Lu.” Song Xinran’s voice was shrill and panicked, trembling as if she had narrowly escaped disaster.

“Lu Tingzhou is suspicious. He… he found out about the money you gave me four years ago.”

There was a brief silence on the other end before Sun Meixi replied, her tone calm. “What’s there to panic about? You have an explanation, don’t you? With no evidence left, what can he possibly uncover?”

Song Xinran’s voice steadied slightly. “Sang Wan is already heading to the western suburbs. Should we… still go through with our plan?”

Another pause.

“Mrs. Lu, we need to be careful. If anything happens to Sang Wan, Lu Tingzhou will definitely investigate thoroughly. Back then…”

Song Xinran was terrified. If Sang Wan got hurt, Lu Tingzhou’s concern for her would trigger an exhaustive investigation. Four years ago, Sheng An had died, leaving no witnesses, but this time, she wasn’t sure luck would be on their side again.

Lately, she had been losing ground constantly.

“Call it off.”

Sun Meixi’s voice finally came through, clearly after careful consideration.

Luring Sang Wan to the western suburbs warehouse using her grandfather’s affairs, though they could use Liu Zhiqiang, wasn’t foolproof.

The good fortune they had four years ago might not smile upon them again.

“Song Xinran, we might not be as lucky as we were four years ago. Stop all plans immediately.”

“I understand.”

Neither of them was foolish. Lu Tingzhou’s question was clearly a warning.

A single misstep now would plunge them into an abyss.

The situation was crystal clear, Song Xinran had no chance. Lu Tingzhou would never give up Sang Wan.

No matter how unwilling they were, they couldn’t stake everything on this gamble.

“Pin everything on Xu Mingyue and that caregiver. Make sure Xu Mingyue keeps her mouth shut.”

Sun Meixi hung up the phone.

Song Xinran immediately called Song Zixi.

At an open-air café in the city center.

Under a delicate parasol, the air was rich with the aroma of coffee and the sweetness of pastries.

Xu Mingyue stirred her cappuccino leisurely with a small silver spoon, the heart-shaped latte art dissolving into fragments.

“Sister Zixi, you’re truly brilliant.”

Her face couldn’t conceal her smugness and sycophancy.

“Using others to do the dirty work, this method is much cleaner than doing it ourselves.”

Song Zixi lifted her bone china cup, taking a graceful sip. A trace of foam clung to her red lips, which she wiped away with a fingertip.

“I have you to thank for that.”

Her tone carried a hint of condescending approval.

“If you hadn’t told me about your father’s pawn, that caregiver, how could we have come up with this plan to deal with her?”

Xu Mingyue laughed, her eyes brimming with undisguised resentment.

“She’s the reason I can’t even afford a handbag now. Why would I wish her well? Someone like her doesn’t deserve the Lu family. Once she loses the baby and her reputation is ruined, let’s see if Lu Tingzhou still wants her.”

“In just a few minutes…” Song Zixi glanced at her wristwatch, her lips curling into a cruel smile. “That little bastard in her belly will be saying goodbye.”

The silver spoon clinked against the china cup.

Just then, Song Zixi’s phone rang.

Seeing the caller ID, she frowned slightly and answered.

“Hey, sis.”

Song Xinran’s voice was urgent and restrained.

“Abort the plan, Zixi. Call it off now.”

Song Zixi’s smile froze instantly.

“What did you say?”

She couldn’t believe her ears.

“Call it off now? Are you insane? Sang Wan is already on her way to the western suburbs.”

Xu Mingyue sensed something was wrong and leaned in, her face tense.

Song Zixi covered the receiver and snapped impatiently at Song Xinran:

“The arrow’s already on the string, how can we stop now? This plan is flawless. Uncle Liu will take the fall for everything. It won’t trace back to us!”

Xu Mingyue nodded eagerly beside her, adding in a rush:

“Right, Uncle Liu’s youngest son is in my friend’s hands. If he wants the money to save his son, he knows what’s at stake.”

On the other end, Song Xinran could only let out a helpless snarl.

“Just call it off.”

But Song Zixi had already hung up.

She exchanged a glance with Xu Mingyue, both pairs of eyes mirrored the same madness and ruthlessness.

There was no turning back now.

…

On the road to the western suburbs warehouse.

Following the GPS, Sang Wan turned onto a narrow two-lane path.

Anxious, she drove faster than usual, the desolate scenery blurring past on either side.

Her world had narrowed to the hum of the engine.

The navigation indicated a left turn ahead, just five hundred meters more to the abandoned warehouse.

She turned on the indicator and swerved the steering wheel to the left.

At that very moment, an unlicensed small truck came barreling toward her without warning.

Time stretched infinitely in that instant.

Sang Wan’s pupils constricted abruptly.

There was no time to think, instinct took over completely.

She didn’t shield her head. Instead, she snatched the velvet cushion from the passenger seat with lightning speed and pressed it against her abdomen with all her strength.

Boom!

A deafening crash.

Metal tore apart. Glass shattered.

The violent impact slammed her body hard against the steering wheel.

The thick scent of blood instantly filled her nostrils.

Through the cracked windshield, she hazily saw someone step out of the truck and slowly approach her.

Her vision blurred. Even sound faded away.

…

Sang Wan’s eyelashes fluttered faintly.

She slowly opened her eyes to the blinding white ceiling of the hospital.

She was… alive?

She twitched her fingers, and a warm, dry hand immediately enveloped hers in a tight grip.

She turned her head.

It was Lu Tingzhou.

The man sat by the bed, his tailored suit crumpled beyond recognition, his usually immaculate hair disheveled, and a stubble shadowing his jaw.

His deep-set eyes were bloodshot, fixed intently on her, swirling with overwhelming anguish, lingering terror, and… guilt so thick it was suffocating.

“You’re awake.”

His voice was hoarse, strained.

If it weren’t for Song Xinran… If it weren’t for Kaikai…

If only he had checked his phone. If only he had answered that call…

She wouldn’t have faced this alone.

The thought twisted like a barbed knife in his heart, torturing every nerve.

Sang Wan looked at him.

At the guilt in his eyes.

And suddenly,

Her head buzzed violently, as if pierced by steel needles. Amid the searing pain, fragments of long-buried memories surged forth.

Her mother’s car accident.

The screech of impact. The mangled wreckage. Her mother lying in a pool of blood.

And Lu Tingzhou, his face streaked with blood, crawling out from the backseat, reaching toward her, petrified, frozen in shock.

Calling her name, over and over.

“Wanwan, Wanwan… don’t be afraid…”

Yet another voice echoed in her ears:

“That man did it on purpose. He didn’t even brake, just plowed straight into her. So brutal.”

“Yeah, I saw it too.”

Sang Wan clutched her head in agony, tears streaming uncontrollably.

“Wanwan!”

Lu Tingzhou paled, thinking she was in pain, and immediately moved to press the call button.

“Wanwan, what’s wrong? Where does it hurt?”

She grabbed his wrist with surprising strength.

Her tear-streaked face, pale as paper, stared up at him.

“Lu Tingzhou…”

“Why did your car’s brakes fail at that exact moment? That was my mother. She went to the capital just to see you.”

A simple sentence.

And Lu Tingzhou froze completely.

“Wanwan… you remember?”

His voice trembled, with uncertainty, and with the terror of losing her.

Lu Tingzhou tightly gripped Sang Wan’s hand. “It wasn’t intentional. The car’s brakes failed, and I was forced off the road by a truck. I had no choice but to-”

“I need some time alone.”

Sang Wan’s mind was in turmoil. Her mother’s body lay beneath his car, and he was the one who had stepped out from that vehicle.

The images flashing through her mind were too much to bear at once.

“Wanwan…”

Qi Qi stepped forward. “Mr. Lu, you should go for now. Sis Wan just woke up, let her have some space.”