The President Made Me Trend

Seeing Father Lu’s blame directed at Lu Yucheng, Lu Xuan seized the opportunity to play the good guy in front of Father Lu. He comforted Father Lu while frowning at Lu Yucheng, “Yucheng, why don’t you tell me what really happened? The maid only mentioned you and Dad arguing in the hall, which led to Auntie’s heart attack. Was the argument about your wife’s scandal?”

“This has nothing to do with you, so stay out of it,” Lu Yucheng snapped, his mood souring further at the mention of Mo Qinghuan.

Father Lu, leaning on his cane, grew even angrier and said to Lu Xuan, “So you know about it too, huh? It’s infuriating! Misfortune has befallen our family, misfortune indeed!”

“Father, can you stop bringing up Qinghuan in every conversation? I’ve already told you she’s innocent!” Lu Yucheng retorted, embarrassed and furious, especially since Father Lu was blaming Mo Qinghuan in front of Lu Xuan.

“Calm down, Dad. As the elder brother, I’ll have a good talk with Yucheng. You’re not young anymore, and if you get too upset, we’ll regret it as your sons,” Lu Xuan said, expertly soothing Father Lu, whose mood improved significantly.

However, Lu Xuan’s words to Lu Yucheng were far less pleasant. Seeing Yucheng defend Mo Qinghuan, claiming she was a victim, Lu Xuan feigned concern and said, “Yucheng, I accept your wife as part of our family, but as the saying goes, you never truly know a person’s heart. I heard you rushed into marriage shortly after meeting her. Are you sure you understand her character? Showbiz is full of deceitful people, and if you don’t fully know her, you can’t blame Dad for being upset.”

Lu Xuan cast doubt on Mo Qinghuan’s character, suggesting that women from the entertainment industry are unlikely to remain untainted.

Hearing this, Lu Yucheng, already furious, strode forward and grabbed Lu Xuan by the collar, shouting, “Qinghuan is my wife! What gives you the right to speak ill of her?”

“This is a hospital, Yucheng. Let go of me. I’m only thinking of you and our family’s well-being,” Lu Xuan replied, his eyes devoid of anger, instead filled with a mocking gaze. He deliberately provoked Yucheng to widen the rift between him and Father Lu.

Father Lu ordered, “Haven’t the Lu family embarrassed themselves enough lately? Yucheng, if you lay a hand on your brother again, leave the hospital. Your mother wouldn’t want to see you like this!”

Reluctantly, Lu Yucheng released his grip, while Lu Xuan adjusted his collar and returned to Father Lu’s side, saying, “Dad, I know you’re worried about Auntie’s condition, but I believe good people have their own fortune. Auntie is kind-hearted; nothing bad will happen to her. Let me stay here with you until her surgery is over, okay?”

“Sigh, Lu Xuan, thank goodness I have you, my dependable son. Otherwise, your aunt and I would truly be without hope,” Father Lu said, continuing to glare at Lu Yucheng.

Lu Xuan deliberately acted obedient and sensible, bringing a sense of relief to Father Lu. However, Lu Yucheng, seeing Lu Xuan’s pretentious demeanor, was filled with disdain. His main concern was Mother Lu in the operating room, so he quietly warned Lu Xuan, “I don’t care what your intentions are, but if you keep playing games, don’t blame me for not treating you as a brother anymore!”

“Scoff, when I’m not playing games, do you even consider me your brother?” Lu Xuan’s words seemed to indirectly admit to his recent secret maneuvers. Of course, he wouldn’t let Father Lu hear this, as he needed to continue portraying himself as the dutiful son, making life more difficult for Lu Yucheng.

Lu Yucheng felt a heavy weight in his heart as he looked at the scheming Lu Xuan. Father Lu had completely trusted Lu Xuan, while he, who had been by his side for thirty years, had become redundant. Mother Lu had been in the operating room for over an hour, and he thought of Mo Qinghuan, who was still resting and unaware of the situation. He made an excuse to go to the restroom, but in reality, he wanted to call Mo Qinghuan.

He tried calling several times, but the phone went unanswered. Lu Yucheng wondered why-perhaps she had set her phone to silent to avoid disturbing him?

With no other choice, he returned to the operating room. Fortunately, Father Lu was preoccupied with his anger towards Mo Qinghuan, giving him an excuse to explain her absence and reduce Father Lu’s suspicion.

Unaware of the situation, Mo Qinghuan arrived at the hospital and entered the ward. Huo-Jie and Xiaoxue were already waiting for her. As soon as she arrived, Huo-Jie hurriedly approached her, saying, “Apparently, two people sneaked into the ward. One was caught, but the other escaped during the chaos. I’ve sent people to catch them, but the one who escaped seems to be an expert at fleeing and quickly slipped out of the hospital.”

“Huo-Jie, did you check the ward for cameras or anything stolen?” Mo Qinghuan was also quite frightened, puzzled about who would risk sneaking into the hospital.

“We checked everything; it’s all normal. But I’m worried someone might have tampered with the medication, so I’ve sent them for testing,” Huo-Jie said, handling everything in an orderly manner.

At this point, Xiaoxue, still in her hospital gown, spoke up, “Qinghuan-Jie, Huo-Jie, do you think the intruders might be reporters? Why would ordinary people take such a risk?”

“I don’t think so,” Huo-Jie replied, having dealt with reporters for many years. She had seen the person caught and felt no trace of a reporter’s presence.

“Whoever they are, it seems we’ve been targeted. They’re in the shadows while we’re in the light. It’s easy for them to trip us up, but hard for us to catch them. Everyone needs to be more cautious next time. Huo-Jie, please arrange for more guards to patrol outside the ward 24/7,” Mo Qinghuan sighed, realizing someone was intent on making her life difficult.

Huo-Jie nodded, assuring, “Don’t worry, Qinghuan. I’ve already arranged everything. I won’t let this happen again.”

As the three discussed, the driver responsible for taking the medication for testing returned, looking troubled. Huo-Jie quickly asked what was wrong, while Mo Qinghuan, noticing the test report in his hand, frowned and asked, “Was the medication swapped?”

“Yes,” the driver replied, pale-faced. “Fortunately, Huo-Jie had me take the medication for testing. It turns out Qinghuan-Jie’s medication was indeed swapped. The test report clearly states that the swapped medication is not only useless but is actually a deadly poison. If consumed, even with timely rescue, survival would be unlikely!”