My whole family is the protagonist, and I am the only cannon fodder!

An "LS" logo, symbolizing the Lu Group, shines brightly high up in the building. The towering commercial office buildings seem to reach the sky, like the city's business card. The transparent glass radiates sunlight, illuminating the room with brilliance and splendor.

Lu Shiqing's second assistant answered the phone at the front desk, went downstairs personally and took the youngest daughter of the Lu family to take a private elevator directly to the 60th floor, into Lu Shiqing's reception room, and prepared a variety of teas and fresh fruit and vegetable juices.

The reception room has floor-to-ceiling windows on all four sides, and the central open space has a constant temperature and humidity, always maintaining the most appropriate and suitable temperature and humidity, making people feel like they are bathed in the spring breeze. The afternoon sun falls on the glass, coating all the furnishings in the house with a layer of sparkling golden light.

From this floor height, you can overlook the most beautiful night view of the city. Looking down from above, all living things are like mayflies and dust, not worth mentioning.

There are many porcelains and antiques on the display cabinets. Even if you don’t know how to appreciate them, you can easily guess that these things must be worth a lot of money.

On the middle compartment, there is a pure gold Buddha statue and a mutton-fat jade Bodhisattva statue, which are carved lifelike. A pair of compassionate eyes seem to be looking through the glass of the display case, gazing at everything, seeing through all the causes and consequences of the past, with such compassion for all living things.

The original nature of this Tathagatagarbha consciousness is pure, but it becomes impure due to the contamination of foreign dust.

Lu Qingwan stared at the two Buddha statues placed in the middle, expressionless, her eyes and eyebrows were as cold as a pool of deep water in an ancient well, unable to stir up any ripples. On the wall was a painting that was bought from an auction house a long time ago, bought for a low seven-digit price. Now the painter's worth has risen sharply, and the price of this painting has increased several times, and the value is close to eight figures.

Lu Shiqing has always been a businessman who has no interest in profit, with a sharp eye and ruthless tactics. His gentleness and kindness are just a necessary layer of skin to wrap himself up in life - she has seen this in various financial interviews and magazine reports. After all, those writers have always been ruthless and merciless with their pens and mouths.

But Lu Qingwan didn't care at all.

The things she cares about are very few, so few that they can almost be condensed into one thing within a person.

It was too boring, so Lu Qingwan left the reception room and pushed open another door. Lu Shiqing was still working. When he saw someone rashly push open the door, he raised his eyes and glanced at them. The pressure and gaze of a superior were chilling, but after seeing who the person was, his brows became humble and gentle again.

"What's wrong? Are you bored waiting?" Lu Shiqing asked with a smile, and then said considerately, "There is a swimming pool, billiard hall and entertainment venue on the 18th floor. If you need, take your brother's card and swipe the special elevator to go down and play."

Lu Qingwan walked to the sofa beside her, sat down and shook her head.

"It's still a few hours before dinner. Are you hungry? I'll ask the chef to make something you like and send it up."

"No, I'm not hungry."

She seldom came to Lu Shiqing's office. The last time she came was when she was very young. At that time, Lu Shiqing was not yet eighteen years old, but he had already learned to manage the huge personnel flow of the entire company and deliver various projects.

Today is an exception because it is Lu Shiqing's birthday. I have booked a restaurant seat in advance. I sent a message to Lu Shiqing in the afternoon, but he has not replied because he is busy with work. According to Lu Shiqing's workaholic personality, he will probably spend the next twelve o'clock in the morning in the deep night and then pretend that this birthday did not exist.

Perhaps for this reason, Lu Shiqing hasn't celebrated his birthday for many years. Even if he did, he seemed to be particularly averse to making a big fuss about it, as if he wanted to eliminate this important symbol of life from his life.

That's why Lu Qingwan came here - 50% to kill time and 50% to visit on her birthday.

Lu Qingwan took out a beautifully wrapped gift box from her bag. The box was not big, and inside it were cufflinks from a first-tier luxury brand. They were very heavy, and the style was serious and formal, which could suppress Lu Shiqing's temperament very well.

Lu Shiqing reached out to take it with a deep smile on his face. His hands with distinct joints and veins did not look like those of a businessman who had been in the business world for a long time and had seen blood and bones. Instead, they looked like those of a scholar who was writing poetry. He also had a string of Buddhist beads on his wrist, which he had obtained from a very famous temple and had it blessed, so he was particularly dignified and reverent.

"Thank you Qingwan, big brother likes it very much."

"As long as you like it."

After Lu Qingwan finished speaking, her eyes moved away from his wrist and drifted to every corner of the room. She smelled a faint scent of sandalwood, like the smell of burning in a temple. There were also several statues of Bodhisattvas placed here, with perfect golden bodies and eyes full of pity. I don't know if the people who placed them here are seeking wealth or blessings, or maybe just seeking peace of mind.

Who knows?

"Brother, are you feeling guilty for putting up so many statues of Buddha and Bodhisattva? Or do you have a guilty conscience?" Before Lu Shiqing could say anything, Lu Qingwan showed that sweet and obedient smile again, as if nothing had happened.

"Just kidding, bro, don't mind it."

Lu Shiqing finally raised his head from the computer again, staring at Lu Qingwan with an unreadable expression, and finally said helplessly as if compromising: "Okay, Qingwan, don't say such disrespectful words easily anymore."

Lu Qingwan smiled nonchalantly and looked back at the vast blue sky outside the French window.

"..."

When Xie Huinian finished saying this, Lu Zaozao even suspected that there was something wrong with his ears, which was why he heard this sentence so outrageously.

She raised her head somewhat mechanically and waved her hand, "…No, I want to go home."

"What's the matter that makes you so anxious to go back?" Xie Huinian asked in a very calm tone.

"Nothing."

"Then let's go." Xie Huinian's tone was light, but unquestionable. While speaking, his eyes were looking at Lu Zaozao. His eyes were dark and deep, like a black chess piece fixed on the chessboard.

Lu Zaozao has always been the kind of person who doesn't know how to say no. She mustered up her courage and prepared to say, "I really won't go," but Xie Huanian's eyes did not leave her. He still looked at her calmly, as if refusing him again today would be a heinous crime.

When getting in the car, Lu Zaozao really wanted to open his head to see what he was thinking - why he agreed to Xie Huinian's weird request.

The continuous trees outside the window passed by rapidly like undulating hills, and the green shadows scattered on Xie Huinian's thin shoulders. His chest kept rising and falling. Smelling the light fragrance of flowers around him, he finally sat back in the chair with a little relaxation.