He Lost Control with Jealousy — What Happened to Being Untouchable? - Chapter 93

Upon hearing his voice, Sang Wan instinctively scooted away. “I don’t want to.”

The urgency in her tone left Lu Tingzhou momentarily dazed.

Ever since the little fox regained her memories, she had been acting as if she needed to guard against him, her interest in him seemingly vanished.

Considering she had just recovered, he didn’t press the matter and simply held her as they lay down to sleep.

Curled in his arms, Sang Wan felt no drowsiness, instead, her mind grew even clearer.

“Lu Tingzhou, how have you been these past few years? Did you ever think of me?”

Yes, this was something she had always wanted to know.

Once, Lu Tingzhou had doted on her endlessly, their relationship so intimate that she believed they could never be apart.

Yet fate often plays cruel jokes, just as their love burned brightest, it pressed pause on their story.

That pause lasted three years.

Lu Tingzhou’s arms tightened around her slightly as his deep voice sounded above her head. “Watching you grow happier day by day, I went abroad. The overseas market was unstable those two years. I was busy day and night, so I didn’t dwell on it as much.”

Sang Wan bit her lip. This man never said anything. In truth, he was the one who had suffered the most.

“Weren’t you afraid I’d fall in love with someone else?”

She lifted her head, staring at him unblinkingly, her eyes brimming with unconcealed sorrow.

Lu Tingzhou paused briefly before kissing her forehead. “As long as you were happy, I could stay away, watching you find happiness from afar. Of course, I’d never stand by if you were hurt.”

But his reassurance only seemed to deepen her sadness. Tears spilled uncontrollably from the corners of her eyes, dripping onto Lu Tingzhou’s chest.

“I’m sorry…” Her voice broke into sobs, coming in fragments. “You… you had it worse than me. I… I shouldn’t have forgotten you.”

Lu Tingzhou kissed the corner of her forehead, gently brushing away her tears. “I was fine. Don’t cry. Haven’t we started over now?”

At this, Sang Wan seemed to remember something and looked up at him. “When I pursued you, why did you refuse?”

Lu Tingzhou sighed softly. “I was afraid you’d regret it once you remembered, that you’d hate me.”

Sang Wan fell silent in his embrace before shaking her head. “That doesn’t make sense. But later, you started stringing me along.”

Her persistent questioning made Lu Tingzhou press his lips together in amusement.

Sensing his mood, Sang Wan frowned slightly. “What are you laughing at?”

Then, as if realizing something, she added, “You probably had ulterior motives, didn’t you?”

Lu Tingzhou pinched her waist lightly. “I’d never scheme against you. Though, I did have my own selfish reasons.”

“At least you admit it. That’s something.”

“I admit I did it on purpose, I just wanted you to stay with me willingly. Even if you remembered the past, you wouldn’t resent me for it.”

Sang Wan laughed. “You call me a fox, but you’re the craftiest one.”

Watching her oscillate between tears and laughter, Lu Tingzhou pulled her close and kissed her. “If you’re still not sleepy, we could exercise a little. I’ll be gentle.”

Sang Wan pushed him away. “I’m tired. Let’s sleep.”

Lu Tingzhou gazed at her turned back, exhaling quietly in relief before tugging her back into his arms, his voice tender yet resigned. “Alright, sleep.”

…

The next morning.

As dawn’s light crept in, Lu Tingzhou looked down at the sleeping woman beside him, bent to press a soft kiss to her lips, and left with a smile.

Top floor of the Lu Corporation, CEO’s office.

The atmosphere was icy.

Lin Hao hurried behind Lu Tingzhou, clutching a stack of documents that needed urgent signatures.

“President Lu, the project in the west of the city-”

“Has the driver responsible for the accident been found?”

Without even turning around, Lu Tingzhou strode straight toward the expansive floor-to-ceiling window, his voice colder than the morning light outside.

His tall silhouette exuded an oppressive, suffocating aura.

Lin Hao paused mid-step, placed the documents on the desk, and replied in a low voice, “That area is a blind spot for surveillance, too remote. I’ve already dispatched more personnel to investigate nearby villages.”

Lu Tingzhou slowly turned around. Behind his glasses, his gaze was like an unfathomably deep, icy abyss.

“What about that IP address?”

At the mention of this, Lin Hao’s expression instantly turned uneasy. His lips moved, but no sound came out.

The chill in Lu Tingzhou’s eyes deepened. His thin lips parted, uttering only one word.

“Speak.”

The tone wasn’t loud, but it carried a sinister edge that made Lin Hao shudder involuntarily.

Not daring to hesitate any longer, Lin Hao took a deep breath and confessed truthfully, “The IP address originates from M Country… the same location as the anonymous email you received before.”

The air in the office plummeted to freezing point.

The same location.

Lu Tingzhou’s face darkened so much it seemed like water could drip from it, his entire presence radiating a terrifying coldness.

“Investigate what Song Zixi was doing the day Sang Wan had the accident.”

“Already checked,” Lin Hao responded immediately. “That afternoon, she was having coffee with Xu Mingyue on the top floor of the International Finance Center. There are transaction records and surveillance footage as proof.”

Xu Mingyue again.

What good could possibly come from those two being together?

“Keep digging,” Lu Tingzhou’s voice grew more resolute.

“Yes.”

Lin Hao acknowledged, then seemed to remember something. He retrieved a file from his briefcase and handed it over with both hands.

“President Lu, take a look at this. It just came in yesterday.”

His expression was unprecedentedly grave.

“It’s the test report from Uncle Qi. I… haven’t dared to send it to Miss Sang yet.”

Lu Tingzhou lowered his gaze, his eyes falling on the thin sheet of paper.

His slender fingers stiffly accepted it, yet it felt unnaturally heavy in his hands.

The document listed the analysis of the medication Sang Wan’s grandfather had been taking.

The results were exactly as Sang Wan had suspected.

Even though he had braced himself for it, when the black-and-white conclusion pierced his vision, Lu Tingzhou’s body still stiffened uncontrollably, turning rigid and cold inch by inch.

A surge of overwhelming fury rose from the deepest recesses of his heart.

He clenched the paper tightly, his knuckles turning a frightening shade of white from the force.

After a long silence.

He took out his phone and dialed Uncle Qi’s number.

The call was answered almost instantly.

“Mr. Lu.”

“I’ve received the report,” Lu Tingzhou’s voice was eerily calm. “Don’t tell Wanwan yet. I’m afraid she won’t be able to handle it.”

He ended the call.

Standing before the massive floor-to-ceiling window, he looked down at the city beneath him. The shadows in his eyes were darker than the deepest night before dawn.

…

In the villa’s bedroom.

Sang Wan stretched lazily, rolling over out of habit. Recalling the intimacy of the previous night and Lu Tingzhou’s frustration, she couldn’t help but smirk unkindly.

Mr. Lu, you’re going to have to endure for a while longer, she thought to herself.

She descended the stairs, checking her phone for upcoming work schedules.

Just as she stepped off the last stair,

Thud.

Aunt Liu knelt before her.

“Wanwan, I’m sorry, I’m so sorry…”

Aunt Liu lay prostrate on the floor, her shoulders trembling uncontrollably.

“I truly had no idea that damned cousin of mine could do such an inhuman thing. He used to be so honest, it was only because of his worthless son that he was driven to this.”

“Oh, I’m not making excuses for him. Wanwan, I really didn’t know. At the time, I just thought he was a reliable person who wouldn’t mistreat the old master. I never imagined something like this would happen.”

Aunt Liu wept so hard she could barely catch her breath, her forehead repeatedly knocking against the floor with dull thuds.

“Wanwan, it’s my fault for misjudging someone. I almost… almost put the old master in danger…”

Sang Wan knew Aunt Liu well. Over the years at the Xu household, she had been the only one who genuinely cared for her: timid, dutiful, and sincere.

She walked over, bent down, and helped Aunt Liu up.

“Aunt Liu, this isn’t your fault,” she said softly, without a trace of blame in her voice. “I believe you.”

Those three simple words made Aunt Liu cry even harder, though no longer out of sheer terror but mixed with endless guilt and gratitude.

After comforting Aunt Liu, the tension that had been coiled inside Sang Wan for days only grew tighter.

She needed to visit her grandfather. Though Lu Tingzhou had arranged everything, she hadn’t seen him in days and worried about how he was adjusting to the new place.

As soon as she stepped out after dinner, the bodyguard Lu Tingzhou had assigned dutifully followed her.

“Miss Sang, Mr. Lu has instructed me to escort you.”

Sang Wan pressed her lips together. Lu Tingzhou had truly been frightened.

…

At the nursing home, Sang Wan pushed open the door to the ward and saw her grandfather sitting peacefully on the sofa, eating an apple. His mental state seemed slightly better than before, his once vacant, dull gaze now held a faint focus.

Her heart eased, and the heavy weight pressing on her finally lifted.

“Miss Sang, the old master has been in good spirits these past few days,” Uncle Qi said, handing another piece of apple to her grandfather on a toothpick. The old man obediently opened his mouth.

“Uncle Qi, thank you for your hard work.”

“It’s my duty.”

Sang Wan took the bowl from Uncle Qi and sat beside her grandfather. “Has my grandfather had any trouble adjusting?”

Uncle Qi shook his head. “Everything’s been fine. The old master eats and sleeps normally.”

But his eyes flickered slightly.

Years of navigating the entertainment industry had sharpened Sang Wan’s ability to read subtle shifts in expression, if not outright discern intentions. Her smile remained, but her tone grew probing.

“Uncle Qi, is there something else?”

Uncle Qi had been dreading this question. His unease deepened. “N-no, nothing… It’s just… the old master’s condition is improving. The doctors say it’s a good sign…”

A sudden realization struck Sang Wan, the medicine she had asked him to send for testing that night.

“Did the drug test results come back?” Her voice rose sharply, her gaze burning into him.

“The medicine was tainted, wasn’t it?”

Uncle Qi flinched under her piercing stare and accusatory tone, taking half a step back.

Lu Tingzhou had specifically called to tell him not to mention anything to her yet, and now Sang Wan was pressing him. He stammered, at a complete loss for words.

Seeing his hesitation, Sang Wan didn’t push further. “I’ll ask the doctor myself.”

The next second, she turned around abruptly and strode straight toward the attending physician’s office.

Uncle Qi couldn’t stop her and hurriedly called Lu Tingzhou.