Chapter 75: What’s the Sentence for Patricide? Waiting Online, Urgent!

"Finally decided to come home? I thought you’d forgotten your own door number!"

Barely had Bai Lu stepped through the threshold when her father lashed out at her.

"Dad, you’re getting angry for no reason again. I told you on WeChat I’d be home late," Bai Lu trotted into the living room, only to find her father sitting on the sofa with a stormy expression.

She hurried over, ingratiatingly kneading his shoulders. "Dad, thank you for going all the way to the waiting lounge to stand up for me!"

"And yet you made me wait until now! Bai Xiaolu, take a look at the clock yourself! It’s eleven o’clock! I’m starving!"

"Aw, Dad, you waited for me to come home and eat together, I’m so touched!"

"Go on, heat up the food!"

Bai Lu scampered off to warm up the meal.

Lu Yiting raised an eyebrow. "Had a good talk with Gao Fanqin?"

Bai Lu wasn't the least bit surprised her father knew Gao Fanqin had come to find her; she hadn’t hidden it, and anyone who wanted to know could easily find out.

Bai Lu nodded. "Dad, I told you, I don’t want to rely on you. I want to take revenge by my own abilities. Gao Fanqin is indispensable to me."

"Good eye," her father praised Gao Fanqin highly. "Moved fast, snatched Gao Fanqin before Gu Pianran could. Lu Xiaolu, not bad at all."

Even Uncle Gu had such a high opinion of Gao Fanqin!

Bai Lu felt even more confident. "Of course, I am your daughter after all."

That flattery pleased Lu Yiting immensely. "Working with Gao Fanqin, you can never be too careful. If you can't handle it, come back and ask your dad for help—nothing shameful about that."

Bai Lu nodded vigorously. "Uh-huh, uh-huh. Anyone that Gu Fox has his eye on is bound to be tricky. Don’t worry, Dad, I’ll be careful!"

What should she do? She wanted Gao Fanqin even more!

Is there a voodoo masterclass somewhere? She’d sign up in a heartbeat.

Her father didn’t ask any more about Gao Fanqin, turning instead to another topic. "When’s your next variety show recording?"

"In five days. Huo Yan’s not coming, and Li Huan, who was edged out by him, will return." Bai Lu’s eyes sparkled.

Li Huan was another man she intended to win over!

The men and women she wanted—there really were so many.

Lu Yiting stroked his chin, a smile that made Bai Lu wary spreading across his face.

"Dad, what are you thinking? Don’t do anything scary!"

He flashed the smile of a superstar. "How about I go as a guest on your variety show next time?"

Bai Lu gritted her teeth. "Dad, I told you not to do scary things! Are you really planning to get yourself embroiled in rumors with your own daughter?"

Her father had never appeared on any variety show, and suddenly showing up as a guest on hers would surely invite wild speculation.

Lu Yiting nodded seriously. "You have a point."

Bai Lu just started to relax, only to hear her father complain, "Rumors with you? Don’t flatter yourself. You’re not worthy, that would be you trying to leech off me."

Hello, 911? What’s the penalty for patricide? Waiting online, urgent!

She finally understood Uncle Gu’s heartfelt warning.

Her father was the kind of man whose words could make you want to stab him to death, over and over, with just a single sentence!

After dinner, Bai Lu dutifully washed the dishes.

"Lu Xiaolu, it’s that clingy phone call."

"Dad, you answer it!"

Lu Yiting lazily picked up the phone. "Bai Lu’s washing dishes in the kitchen. If you need anything, talk to me."

Yu Fuqing slammed his fist onto his desk, but his tone was polite and respectful. "Superstar Lu, sorry to trouble you—could you ask Xiaolu to call me back when she has a moment? I have something to discuss with her."

Lu Yiting replied, "Yu Fuqing, I’ve never admired anyone, except you. Bai Xiaolu is the girl you like, isn’t she? She’s still at my place this late, and you’re not the slightest bit upset—you even address me so courteously as ‘Superstar Lu.’ Are you a turtle?"

Yu Fuqing, holding back internal injury, forced a smile. "You’re joking, Superstar Lu. You’re a senior, and Xiaolu is lucky to have your guidance and support."

Lu Yiting retorted, "I’m supporting your beloved woman in bed, and you’re happy about it? You really are a turtle."

Yu Fuqing, furious, smashed his phone; Lu Yiting did the same.

The house was too large for Bai Lu to hear the sound of her father smashing his phone. Carrying a plate of fruit, she saw her father’s expression was as grim as could be. Glancing to the side, she spotted her phone lying cold and dead.

Cautiously, she fed a lychee to her father. "Dad, have some fruit?"

"Bai Xiaolu, how did you manage to attract someone like Yu Fuqing? That scoundrel is so scared of offending me, he’s even willing to send you to my bed! Lucky for you I’m your father, or one day—"

"Eat fruit, Dad." Bai Lu didn’t give him a chance, stuffing the peeled lychee into his mouth. "Yu Fuqing’s done this before, it’s nothing new."

In her previous life, even when she hid in a psychiatric hospital, Yu Fuqing never stopped squeezing her for the last bit of profit.

If it hadn’t been for Ye Jingyan protecting her, Yu Fuqing would have gifted her—‘crazy’ as she was—to men as a bargaining chip for business resources.

Lu Yiting said, "Lu Xiaolu, I don’t interfere in your affairs. But mark my words: if you don’t handle it in six months, I’ll do it myself!"

Bai Lu was speechless.

See, Superstar Lu was never a patient man.

A year’s deadline, and in the blink of an eye, it was cut to half.

"Dad, don’t worry. Since I’ve come back, I won’t let any of them off." Bai Lu gave a sweet smile. "Don’t be angry, is it worth getting upset over someone like Yu Fuqing? He’s not worthy of your anger. Here, have some fruit."

Lu Yiting was already full of rage. "I’ll eat nothing!"

From the dining room to his bedroom, every stool and ornament along the way was sent flying with his kicks.

Bai Lu could only sigh.

Her father’s temper was huge, his anger even bigger.

She had to hurry, or else Yu Fuqing and his ilk would still be alive while her father died of fury.

Meanwhile, at the Yu family villa—

"Lu Yiting! You’ve gone too far!" Yu Fuqing, still unsatisfied after smashing his phone, went on to wreck the study.

The commotion was so loud that it woke Yu Xingcheng, who was used to going to bed early and rising early.

"What’s wrong with you? If you want to make a fuss, do it elsewhere. Don’t act out in front of me!"

The two had already quarreled over dinner.

Yu Fuqing’s facial muscles twitched; his gaze was fierce as a rabid dog, not even a wolf—he lacked a wolf’s aura.

"Dad, I’m not venting at you." Yu Fuqing forced himself to bow his head. "Lu Yiting touched Xiaolu and called me a turtle. I got angry and—"

"Useless fool!" Yu Xingcheng’s face darkened. "All this fuss over such a trivial matter? If Lu Yiting likes Bai Lu, you should help him keep her happy, let Bai Lu serve Lu Yiting well. If Lu Yiting’s pleased, even crumbs from his fingers are enough for our family to feast for years! Such a good opportunity and you waste it by getting angry? What right do you have to be angry?"

Yu Fuqing hid the darkness in his eyes. "You’re right, Dad. I’ll keep Bai Lu happy and have her accompany Lu Yiting."

Yu Xingcheng dared call him useless?

If only he had a father like Chairman Lu, would he have to endure such humiliation?

All the disgrace he suffered today stemmed, in the end, from Yu Xingcheng!

Yu Xingcheng’s incompetence had forced his son to swallow humiliation right alongside him.