Chapter 115 Lu Ting’s Awakening

Chapter 115: Lu Ting's Awakening

Lu Ting rushed to the private club, pushed open the door, and entered the dimly lit private room. The air was thick with a mix of alcohol and an unidentifiable odor, and the large screen was still playing an MV, but without sound.

On the sofa and floor, five or six men lay sprawled in disarray, barely clothed, with drugged-out looks of bliss and contentment.

Lu Ting's eyes blurred with rage, his hands trembling, searching the room for Lu Yu. There was no sign of him anywhere.

Lu Ting then opened the bathroom door. Lu Yu was curled up in a corner of the bathroom, wearing a shirt and pants, but his clothes were a mess, and the exposed part of his neck was covered in alarming purple-red bruises.

"Xiao Yu!" Lu Ting called out, his voice shaking, stepping forward and bending down to help him up.

Lu Yu couldn't stand at all and collapsed back down, his hand feebly clutching Lu Ting's clothes.

"Dad, save me, wuwu..." Lu Yu croaked through sobs, begging Lu Ting.

"I'll take you to the hospital." Lu Ting's heart ached like a knife twisted in it. He lifted Lu Yu in his arms—after all, he had raised the child for fourteen years, and there was still some affection.

This couldn't go to the police. If it were, what would happen to Xiao Yu's reputation? He still had to go to school.

Lu Ting made up his mind and carried Lu Yu out of the bathroom. Before they could leave the private room, a dozen police officers rushed in.

"We received a report that people here are doing drugs and having orgies."

The team leader saw the disgusting scene in the room and then looked at Lu Ting holding the filthy Lu Yu.

Figured as much—they're all getting hauled in.

"Cuff 'em all! Let's go!"

At the team leader's command, Lu Ting panicked and quickly explained, "I'm the child's father! They assaulted my son!"

The team leader replied, "Then you can come with us and cooperate."

"Dad, I don't want to go! Let's go home, wuwu..." Lu Yu was restrained by the police, unable to stand, and slumped to his knees.

Lu Ting knew that cooperating with the police for investigation was the right thing to do, so he comforted Lu Yu, "Xiao Yu, don't be afraid. I'll call the Lu Corp lawyer right away."

When the cops grabbed He Lin, he finally snapped to. He panicked and yanked on a pair of pants.

"Who the hell called the cops?"

The team leader sternly scolded, "Doesn't matter who called—you're the ones getting busted!"

He Lin was now completely panicked. "I want to see my dad! I'm the heir of the He Corp!"

That evening, the blond guy had brought some good stuff. Seeing the chaotic and seductive scene, he couldn't help but pop a pill himself. The bliss and chaos that followed left him barely aware.

He'd wanted to stay loyal to Du Yang—how had it come to this?

The Lu Corporation lawyers all listened to Lu Jin'an. Lu Ting couldn't command them, so he had to swallow his pride and ask the lawyer to contact his eldest son.

Thus, a late-night call brought Lu Jin'an to the police station.

"Son, I'm innocent!"

As soon as Lu Ting saw Lu Jin'an, he quickly explained, "I didn't plan to call the police. I just wanted to take Xiao Yu to the hospital and settle it privately. I don't know which bastard called the cops."

"Shut up!" Lu Jin'an was furious. "You're mixed up in a drug bust, and you're still yapping about calling the cops? Are you afraid of clearing your name? Do you want to spend the night here?"

The drug test results came out quickly. Lu Ting had none at all, while Lu Yu had taken a stimulant drug, but it was not classified as a narcotic, so he was still a victim and was released on the spot.

In the middle of the night, Lu Jin'an accompanied Lu Ting to send Lu Yu to the hospital. After arranging for examination and hospitalization, Lu Jin'an left without a backward glance.

Lu Ting sat dejectedly on the chair beside the bed, like a statue, without expression or movement.

After an unknown amount of time, Lu Yu finally woke up on the hospital bed. His face was pale, and there were bruises on his cheeks and lips.

Lu Yu slowly turned his head and saw Lu Ting watching by the bedside. His eyes welled up, and tears blurred his vision.

So what if Du Yang is the Young Master Lu? His mother being sent to prison has nothing to do with him.

His father still wants him. He is still the youngest son of the Lu family, the young master carrying the Lu family's prestige.

As long as he is still the young master of the Lu family, the humiliations he suffered tonight would eventually be forgotten.

He did not lose. Between him and Du Yang, his father chose him.

Lu Yu's heart swelled with joy. With a hoarse and tearful voice, he called out, "Dad."

Lu Ting sat up stiffly, raised his head, and looked at Lu Yu.

With a hint of pity in his eyes, Lu Ting asked, "Xiao Yu, how are you feeling now? Are you better?"

"Dad, I don't hurt as much anymore." Lu Yu cried, his emotions getting the better of him. "It was Du Yang who instigated He Lin to humiliate me behind my back. Dad, you have to avenge me. Don't let Du Yang off. Have the police arrest him and send him to jail!"

Lu Ting's eyes were full of shock, and even a hint of disgust. After all, this was a son he had raised for fourteen years. He suppressed his displeasure and spoke slowly, "Xiao Yu, the police interrogated He Lin. He confessed that it was because he hated you that he tricked you into going to the club and then drugged you..."

Lu Ting couldn't bring himself to say the rest. He hadn't expected He Lin to be so cruel to Lu Yu.

Lu Yu's tears streamed down his face as he weakly reached out to grab Lu Ting's sleeve. "Dad, don't be deceived by Du Yang's innocent appearance. He is treacherous and cunning. He deliberately took Brother Yan away from me. He wants me dead!"

"Xiao Yu!" Lu Ting suddenly interrupted him angrily. "Lu Yang was switched out by your mother and raised in the Du family, abused by your father and grandmother for fourteen years. It's only natural that he hates you!"

Lu Ting's voice began to tremble, and his eyes reddened. "Originally, you and Yangyang could have been good brothers. Every time you fought as children, I thought he was bullying you. Now, knowing that Yangyang is the true child of the Lu family, you still hid it with your mother and tried to destroy him."

"Xiao Yu, do you know?" Lu Ting choked heavily. "Even knowing that your mother was secretly involved with your biological father behind my back, I still held onto a shred of hope for you, as the child I raised for fourteen years."

Lu Ting pulled his sleeve back abruptly, wiped the tears from his eyes, and looked at him with utter disappointment. "But you still insist on slandering my son. Xiao Yu, from now on, you are no longer the son of the Lu family. You have nothing to do with the Lu family anymore!"

"Dad!" Lu Yu panicked, reaching out to grab Lu Ting's clothes again but catching nothing. "Dad, are you abandoning me?"

"Don't call me dad. I have already failed Yangyang for nineteen years. If I keep making mistakes, I might as well be dead!"

Lu Ting placed a card on the table. "There's 500,000 in here. It should be enough for you if you live frugally. The nanny looking after you will come tomorrow morning."

"That's enough."

With that, Lu Ting turned and strode quickly out of the ward, ignoring Lu Yu's heart-wrenching cries behind him.

The room was filled only with his sobs. Lu Ting was truly gone. Lu Yu gradually stopped crying, staring at the ceiling with a fierce, gloomy look.

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The next morning, Du Yang sat at the dining table, supporting his sore waist, pursing his lips, refusing to look at the unscrupulous man.

Fu Yan was too wicked. He tormented Du Yang until he could barely stand, while at the same time tempting him to ask for more.

When Du Yang uttered a single word, Fu Yan acted like he'd been drugged.

"Baby, open up," Fu Yan said softly, coaxing the sulking kid.

He also knew that he had teased him mercilessly last night. If he didn't appease him properly, he might not get lucky later.

Although he teased him a lot, Yangyang didn't have nightmares last night. It must be that he was too worn out from their activities, so he didn't dream.

Fu Yan refused to admit that the Chinese medicine had any effect; it must be that his beloved Du Yang had no time to dream.

Angry as he was, he still had to eat. Du Yang obediently opened his mouth to take a bite, still not looking at Fu Yan.

The whole morning, on the way to school, Fu Yan couldn't soothe him. When the car arrived at the school gate, Du Yang finally spoke before getting out, with a very serious expression.

"Fu Yan, from tonight on, we sleep in separate beds."

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