The Crippled Bigshot’s Little Ancestor Is Too Cool Chapter 43

Chapter 43: Calculations

The sons of the Lu family had all followed the men of the Lu family and were born with a business mind. The daughters of the Lu family, on the other hand, were like the former mistress of the Lu family. They had romantic feelings and had an endless pursuit for art.

Old Madam Lu had also wanted to properly nurture Lu Qinglan, but Lu Qinglan was really not that kind of person. She had also thought of recruiting people to help manage the Lu family, but she was afraid that outsiders would not be on the same page as them.

Her grandson was crippled and sick, and her granddaughter was a woman. She was born with a soft heart, so she was afraid! She was afraid that the Lu family’s hundred-year-old foundation would be destroyed by her, so she could only find another way.

It was best to nurture children. She admitted that she was despicable, and she was taking advantage of He Youran’s kindness.

He Youran was a single mother, and her original family didn’t treat her well. Such a person was easy to control. As long as she was patient enough and gave He Youran benefits and care, He Youran might compromise for the sake of He Shouxin’s future.

After all, the Lu family’s business was too big.

It was so big that ordinary people couldn’t imagine it.

All she needed to do was make a promise and nurture He Shouxin into a talent, and let him help take care of the Lu family.

After Lu Qinglan gave birth to a son, she would divide the shares of the Lu family and give He Shouxin 30% in return.

30% was enough for He Youran and He Shouxin to live a rich life together.

Of course, this was one way of saying that it was beneficial.

Another way was that He Youran could fall in love with Lu Qingzhuo. She placed her hopes on He Youran’s medical skills and hoped that He Youran could cure Lu Qingzhuo’s illness in that area. If they could have a child, everything would belong to the two of them.

Putting everything from the Lu family into the hands of the Lu family was the most satisfactory outcome.

Let’s hope, God will take care of the Lu family?

Old Lady Lu looked out of the window at the clouds that seemed to be burning and let out a long sigh.

On the other side, He Youran and Lu Qingzhuo out of the hospital. Lu Qingzhuo let Pang Zhong go to drive while the two people waited at the door.

It was evening now, and the pale blue sky was ablaze with brilliant clouds of fire, like a magnificent picture.

“Dr. He, are you going to pick up your son?”

Lu Qingzhuo sat in his wheelchair, his index finger slowly holding the armrest.

To be honest, although He Shouxin was very cute and he liked that child very much, he wanted to be alone with He Youran today.

He saw his grandmother’s eagerness, and he couldn’t bear to disobey, so he wanted to test He Youran.

It would be best if they could achieve a beneficial relationship.

People who could be touched by benefits all had weaknesses, so it was easier to manipulate them.

As the person in charge of the Lu family in the dark, toying with people’s hearts was also his specialty.

But, he didn’t want to.

He absurdly hoped that He Youran would be willing.

Even if they were strangers who had only met a few times.

If she wasn’t willing, he would rather He Youran reject him than face the scene of them coldly settling their mutual benefits.

“No, it’s fine. The little guy should have eaten by now,” He Youran said.

Moreover, it was He Shouxin’s time to play games at night. Usually, she didn’t want to see her son change his face every time he played games. She always left him alone in the next room to sleep, so she didn’t need to listen to him at this time.

“Okay.”

He Youran’s words were exactly what Lu Qingzhuo wanted to hear. He smiled and nodded.

Not long after, Pang Zhong drove over.

Pang Zhong opened the door for He Youran. After she was done, he helped Lu Qingzhuo into the car. He then folded the wheelchair and put it in the trunk before returning to the driver’s seat to drive.

The low-profile silver sports car drew a perfect curve as it drove through the traffic at night.