The Legend of Cinderella's Counterattack

The voice on the other end of the line gave me chills, and my fingers began to tremble as I gripped the phone. "Who are you? What do you want?" I tried to sound calm, but my voice still trembled.

"Want to know who I am? Haha, you'll find out." The other party said, and then hung up the phone. I sat on the bed in a daze, fear wrapped around my heart like a vine, making it almost impossible to breathe.

"What's wrong?" Lawrence Lu heard the noise and walked in from the next room. Seeing my pale face, he immediately became nervous, "Did you have a nightmare?"

I shook my head and handed him the phone, "Someone just called me and said..." My voice became smaller and smaller, and finally turned into almost a silent murmur.

Lawrence Lu took the phone with a frown on his face. He returned the phone to me and hugged me tightly in his arms. "Don't be afraid, I'm here, nothing will happen." His tone was firm and gentle, as if it injected me with a dose of cardiotonic.

I took a deep breath, trying to calm my racing heart. The broken necklace lay on the bedside table, flickering faintly under the light, as if silently reminding me of what had just happened.

The next morning, her best friend An Qi and her housekeeper Uncle Liu rushed over. When they learned what had happened last night, they were all shocked.

"How could this happen? How could someone steal your necklace?" Anqi grabbed my hand, her face full of worry.

Uncle Liu also looked solemn, "Madam, have you and your husband offended anyone recently?"

I shook my head. I couldn't think of anyone else who would do that except that mysterious competitor.

“Don’t worry, Lolo, I will get to the bottom of this matter.” Although Lawrence Lu’s tone was calm, I could feel the chill in his tone. He knew that this matter was definitely not that simple.

"Instead of just sitting there and waiting to die, it's better to turn our grief and anger into strength!" I wiped the tears from my eyes and picked up the broken necklace. "Yuxuan, let's fix it, okay?"

Lawrence Lu hugged me in his arms with heartache, "Okay, let's do it together." His deep gaze fell on the necklace, as if he could see through it our love that has been through thick and thin.

An Qi also held my hand and encouraged me: "Lolo, I believe you can do it! You forgot that you have been clever and dexterous since you were a child. You can learn anything!"

Uncle Liu also nodded in agreement: "Yes, ma'am, you are so smart, you can do it!"

I took a deep breath. Yes, I can't be defeated like this! I have to cheer up and not only repair this necklace, but also repair the relationship between us and make it even more indestructible!

Anqi, as expected of my best friend, found a renowned jewelry restoration expert, and I began learning necklace restoration techniques from him. From basic tool handling to polishing the gemstones, every step was challenging, but I relished it, seemingly pouring all my sorrow and anxiety into the task.

Every day, I locked myself in my studio, facing the microscope, meticulously processing every detail of the necklace, striving for perfection. Lu Yuxuan felt sorry for me being too tired, and always found ways to bring me all kinds of delicious food and chat with me to relieve my boredom. His company and encouragement were my motivation to persevere.

He always sat on the sofa in my studio, a book in hand, occasionally looking up at me with a gentle, focused gaze. Sometimes he'd brew a pot of scented tea, the fragrance of which filled the air, dispelling the metallic and chemical odors of the studio and allowing me to relax a little. He knew I didn't want to talk or be disturbed, so he simply stayed by my side, offering me a kind of silent support.

There were times when I was so tired I fell asleep on the workbench, and when I woke up I found his coat covering me, and he was still sitting on the sofa reading, like a guardian angel. A warm feeling welled up in my heart. He was always like this, silently giving without asking for anything in return.

"Thank you for your hard work." He would come over and gently ruffle my hair, his tone as gentle as if he was coaxing a child.

I shook my head and continued to work, but my heart was filled with sweetness. I knew I wasn't fighting alone, I had him by my side, and that was enough.

As time passed, my restoration work neared completion. With all my heart and skill, I finally reconnected the broken necklace and polished it, restoring it to its former brilliance. Although a few subtle marks still remained on the necklace, they, like the marks of time, documented the trials and tribulations of our love, making it even more unique and precious.

I placed the repaired necklace in my palm and examined it carefully, feeling a sense of accomplishment and gratitude. The bitterness and exhaustion of the past few days vanished in that moment.

"Yuxuan, look!" I waved at him excitedly, unable to wait to share my joy with him.

He put down the book in his hand and walked quickly to my side with a hint of surprise and expectation in his eyes: "Let me see." I handed him the necklace, and he took it carefully and looked at it carefully.

"Lolo, you're amazing!" He looked at me with eyes full of admiration and tenderness, "This necklace is more beautiful than before."

I smiled and shook my head: "No, it was beautiful to begin with. I just restored it to its original appearance."

He picked up the necklace and gently put it on me, then hugged me from behind, resting his chin on my shoulder, and said in a low and magnetic voice: "This necklace, like our love, will become more precious after going through ups and downs."

I closed my eyes, feeling his warmth and breath, my heart filled with happiness and satisfaction.

The sun shone on us, stretching our shadows very long. We walked hand in hand in the garden, feeling each other's company and warmth.

"Lolo," he suddenly stopped and looked at me lovingly, "Marry me, okay?"

I was stunned for a moment, and my heart seemed to skip a beat. Happiness came so suddenly that I was a little overwhelmed.

"Why are you suddenly saying this?" I asked, pretending to be calm, but my slightly trembling voice betrayed my nervousness.

He gently held me in his arms and said softly, "I want to give you a home, a home where you can always rely on me."

I looked up and looked into his eyes, which were full of sincerity and love. I could no longer suppress my emotions and tears welled up in my eyes.

"Okay." I nodded with a sob, buried my head in his arms, feeling his warmth and love.

He picked me up ecstatically, spun me around several times, then bent down and kissed me on the lips. The kiss was full of passion and joy, as if it wanted to melt me in his love.

At this moment, my cell phone suddenly rang, breaking this wonderful atmosphere. I reluctantly withdrew from his arms, took out my cell phone and saw that it was my best friend calling.

"Hello?" I answered the phone with a hint of sweetness in my tone.

"Lolo, this is bad!" came the anxious voice of her best friend from the other end of the phone, "Your stepmother and stepsister..."

Her voice became increasingly quiet, and finally turned into a busy tone. I suddenly had a bad feeling in my heart...