Chapter 304: The Chrysanthemum is Destroyed
Lu Hualiang grabbed his car keys and headed out.
On his way, he called Housekeeper Fu.
"Housekeeper Fu, has the young mistress come home yet?"
"She’s back, went upstairs to play video games after dinner."
Housekeeper Fu couldn’t help but criticize inwardly, having never seen a girl so severely addicted to the internet; every day it was nothing but eating and gaming!
Lu Hualiang breathed a sigh of relief, glad he didn’t run into her.
"Don’t let the young mistress and Second Miss see each other; if they fight, remember to protect the young mistress."
Housekeeper Fu was about to pick up Lu Huashan, but hearing Lu Hualiang’s serious tone, he suddenly realized the issue might not be so simple.
They could actually fight, oh my God!
The young mistress, even without fighting, had already dismantled a house; if a fight did happen, the destructive power...
Oh heavens!
"Alright, sir, I’ll make sure to protect the Secon... Whom did you say to protect?"
He was halfway through the thought when it hit him, Lu Hualiang had said to protect Xia Weibao!
Protect Xia Weibao?!
He must be having hearing problems...
With Xia Weibao’s level of violence, the entire Lu Garden, dozens of people, couldn’t handle her, let alone "protect" her?
And shouldn’t the one who most needs protection be Second Miss?
"Nonsense! Of course, it’s to protect the young mistress!"
Lu Hualiang hung up after saying that.
He had reached the parking lot, about to drive away, when the realization suddenly dawned on him.
It seems... that Lu Huashan might need more protection...
Indeed, concern causes chaos, so he made another call to Housekeeper Fu.
"Protect Second Miss."
He had intended to remind them to be careful and not let the guards be killed by Xia Weibao.
But on second thought, that woman seemed to quite enjoy fighting.
Forget it, let her fight if it makes her happy.
Housekeeper Fu was left confused by his calls, wondering who exactly was he supposed to protect?
Neither of them was someone easy to mess with.
The young mistress had a high violence index, Second Miss had a volatile temper.
Arriving at the door, he saw a tall, beautiful woman leaning casually against a sports car as if admiring the scenery.
It wasn’t a fancy car but rather a second-hand sports car worth a couple hundred thousand.
Housekeeper Fu glanced at the license plate and furrowed his brows in confusion.
Wasn’t this Second Miss’s car?
Second Miss, always low-key, never spent her family’s money, so she had bought a second-hand car with her own earnings.
But if Second Miss’s car was here, where was she?
Glancing indifferently at the beauty next to the car, Housekeeper Fu’s gaze moved away from her as he started looking for the plump Second Miss.
After looking around, he found no one.
So he approached the woman, "Miss, have you seen the owner of this car?"
Lu Huashan, "..."
"Housekeeper Fu, you don’t recognize me?"
Housekeeper Fu was startled for a moment, thinking this woman’s voice sounded just like Second Miss’s.
"May I ask who you are...?"
"I am Lu Huashan."
Housekeeper Fu, "..."
The two guards, "..."
This woman must be crazy, so beautiful and yet claiming to be a chubby girl.
"Miss, please don’t joke around, where is our Second Miss?"
Having stood for half an hour unable to enter her own home, Lu Huashan’s temper had already exploded.
She kicked towards Housekeeper Fu’s chubby backside, "Are you blind? You can’t even recognize me!"
"Ah..."
Housekeeper Fu immediately covered his rear, bouncing away like a round ball at the entrance, ricocheting back and forth.
Lu Huashan looked down, sucking in a breath of cold air!
She’d forgotten; she was wearing ten-centimeter stilettos today, and in her carelessness, she’d... damaged the chrysanthemum...