After Black Moonlight revealed her true feelings, everyone panicked.

What child from a wealthy family doesn't know how to play a musical instrument? After all, it's an interest that requires some skill, and it can make you stand out in various cultural performances.

Moreover, Lu Sijian clearly had a talent for the erhu, as evidenced by how quickly she learned it when she was young.

Lou Xiao looked embarrassed; he hadn't thought that much about it.

Sheng Yunchao said calmly, "She owes no one anything, not before, and certainly not now."

"So what are you doing at the Lu family? Do you think she owes Lu Lingchen and you've come to interrogate her?" He raised his eyes, his gaze icy as he stared at Lou Xiao.

Lou Xiao's heart skipped a beat. "Don't talk nonsense!"

Uncle Fu looked at the two young men and sighed softly, "I'm sorry, young masters, something came up at home today. I haven't been able to entertain you properly. Please go back."

Lou Xiao: "Uncle Fu, I'd like to spend more time with A-Jian..."

Uncle Fu said expressionlessly, "Please leave. If you don't approve of the young lady, why bother coming?"

Too many things have happened in his family recently, and he is also heartbroken about what happened to Lu Lingbo and Lu Lingchen.

However, it would be absurd to take out one's anger on Lu Sijian and shift the blame onto him.

Uncle Fu never believed that his eldest daughter would harm the second and third young masters. Her behavior was indeed sometimes unpredictable, but she had always been a good girl.

The misfortunes of the second and third young masters could not have been caused by her.

Lou Xiao's face turned ashen; he had never been so humiliated in front of Uncle Fu.

"Uncle Fu, I'll be going now. I'll come to visit another day." He said, turning and leaving.

Uncle Fu looked at Sheng Yunchao: "Young Master Sheng, you..."

Sheng Yunchao calmly stood up. "Uncle Fu, do you know who invested in Uncle Lu back then?"

Uncle Fu hadn't expected him to ask that, and after thinking for a moment, he said, "It seems to be someone surnamed Wang..."

Sheng Yunchao: "Please wait for me."

He went out and came back in a little while later with a tablet. After operating it for a while, he placed the tablet in front of Uncle Fu.

"Based on the amount of money the Lu family spent to get back on track, the other party probably invested at least 5 million yuan. More than ten years ago, that was a lot of money. And the families that could come up with such a sum of money are all surnamed Wang. I've listed them all. Do any of them look familiar?"

Uncle Fu looked at it for a while, his gaze hesitantly settling on a name.

“Wang Xinge?” Sheng Yunchao said, “Ever since their patriarch passed away more than ten years ago, the Wang family has been on a downward spiral. In recent years, they have completely fallen into ruin, and now they probably can’t even come up with five million.”

Uncle Fu: "Then I might be remembering it wrong."

He had never met that important person, but he seemed to have heard the name from the phone calls his master made a few times.

If the Wang family has fallen so low, then it's probably not true.

After all, he was someone who could easily come up with 5 million back then, how could that be possible?

"Young Master Sheng, what exactly are you trying to do? Why are you investigating the people who invested in the Lu family back then?" Uncle Fu felt that something was wrong and had a vague unease in his heart.

He glanced up at the second floor and lowered his voice, "Although the gentleman has never mentioned it, I can tell he doesn't want to talk about that investor. Don't do anything rash!"

Sheng Yunchao looked up at him, his eyes deep and still as a deep pool: "Have you ever thought about why Uncle Lu is unwilling to mention that investor?"

Uncle Fu shook his head; he couldn't figure out why.

Sheng Yunchao pushed the tablet in front of him again, "After Uncle Lu received the investment, he lost money for at least three whole years."

The Lu family is not completely destitute and has to start from scratch; rather, they have readily available resources and connections, and can operate smoothly as soon as funds are available, so there is no issue of a long return cycle.

This kind of investment can show results in about a year; no one has the patience to wait three years.

But the mysterious investor never questioned it, as if the money had been given away and then completely forgotten.

Uncle Fu's eyelids twitched; he had, of course, noticed the unusual nature of the investor.

Investing is, of course, about making money. If you don't care whether a project makes money or not, then why invest so much money? It's not like you're doing charity.

Sheng Yunchao said in a very soft voice, "The other party's actions are like a business transaction, where the money and goods are settled on the spot."

Uncle Fu was stunned. Yes, he felt the same way, but he didn't dare to say it.

Because at that time, the Lu family had nothing left, so what was there to sell?

The only things he could sell were Lu Ting himself, and... his youngest daughter, the only one he had with him.

The more Uncle Fu thought about it, the more terrified he became.

He remembered that for the first two or three years, his husband would call the capital, but then one time after making a call, his husband locked himself in his study for a very long time.

It was around that time that the gentleman began to become mentally unstable. If he came home one day and did not see the young lady, he would be terrified.

Uncle Fu took a deep breath and directly told the guest to leave: "Young Master Sheng, shouldn't you be leaving?"

Sheng Yunchao put away the tablet; the truth was far more terrifying than he had imagined.

“Uncle Fu, you must believe me, no matter what I do, I will never hurt A-Jian,” he said solemnly. “I love her more than my own life.”

He opened the brown paper bag in his hand, took out a document, and handed it to Uncle Fu.

Uncle Fu took it and glanced at it; it turned out to be a will.

"I had my lawyer draw up this will several months ago. If anything happens to me, all my assets will go to A-Jian, including the Sheng Group," Sheng Yunchao said frankly.

If something happens to him, and the Sheng Group is left to Sheng Lan, I doubt she'll be able to hold onto it.

Rather than that, he might as well leave all the real estate shares to Lu Sijian, so that Sheng Lan could receive dividends and live a worry-free life for the rest of her days.

From the moment he heard Lu Sijian's heartfelt words, he was certain that he was favored by fate.

For many days and nights before that, he had a strange dream in a vague state.

He died in a plane crash abroad.

He went to a strange country where the stars shone brightly and cosmic storms stirred up the wheel of fate.

He vaguely understood that he was both unfortunate and fortunate. The reason the plane malfunctioned was because it hit a spacetime rift, but it was also because of the existence of the spacetime rift that he was able to be extradited.

Those dreams were chaotic and blurry, and he completely forgot them every time he woke up, as if they were separated by a layer of chaos.

It wasn't until Lu Sijian's inner thoughts awakened him that he slowly peeled back the layers and glimpsed a corner of the truth.

He made the decision to make a will as soon as he thought of it, after all, those heartbreaking nights when he dreamed of her passing were equally unforgettable for him.

Uncle Fu stared at him in shock, never imagining that anyone would go to such lengths.

Even Lou Xiao back then was forced to sign the agreement by Lu Ting, which included many preconditions, and he did not hand over everything.

Uncle Fu sighed; it was really hard for him not to tip the scales in favor of the young man before him.

"I understand. I will keep today's events a secret, and please don't tell anyone."

Before things became clear, he didn't want the other person to be in any danger.