Free Web NovelChapter 51: Chapter 51; Su Wan
Su Wan continued without pause. "Until then, you will remain here under the Lu family’s protection. You’ll receive medical care, security, housing, clothing—anything necessary during the remainder of your pregnancies." freewёbnoνel.com
Her words were direct, practical, and structured. No emotional involvement. No visible resentment. That alone unsettled nearly everyone listening, because she was handling the situation less like a wife confronting scandal and more like someone organizing assets.
"If the children are confirmed to be boys and carry the Lu bloodline," she went on calmly, "then inheritance matters will be addressed according to family structure. If the children are girls, we’ll discuss future arrangements after birth."
The two women remained silent. Not because they fully agreed, but because they understood this was the best outcome they were likely to receive under the current circumstances: stability, protection, time, and—most importantly—survival from whatever larger forces had placed them inside this situation to begin with.
Su Wan looked toward the servants. "Arrange rooms for them in the east wing. Separate floors. Additional security around the area."
"Yes, Madam."
The women were escorted away quietly soon after, still visibly overwhelmed by how quickly the entire situation had shifted.
Once the doors closed behind them, silence settled heavily across the hall again. But this silence felt different. Now it was the Lu family watching Su Wan—carefully.
Even Lu Meiqi had stopped speaking entirely.
Old Master Lu’s gaze remained fixed on her for several moments before he finally spoke. "You handled this very decisively."
It was not praise. It was an observation.
Su Wan leaned back slightly in her chair despite the pain in her injured arm. "Yes," she said simply.
Then—before anyone else could redirect the conversation—she continued.
"I need half a billion transferred into my personal accounts." The hall froze instantly. "And I want two percent shares transferred from the Lu Conglomerate under my name."
Complete silence.
Even the servants near the walls visibly stiffened. Lu Meiqi looked at her as though she had misheard. "Two percent—?"
Second Madam’s expression darkened at once.
Several of the older family members exchanged shocked glances. Because this was no ordinary financial demand.
Two percent of the Lu Conglomerate represented enormous voting influence, board positioning, and long-term power inside the family structure itself.
Old Master Lu’s gaze hardened. "On what basis?"
Su Wan looked directly at him. "On the basis that I just stabilized your succession crisis before it spread publicly and you all should be thankful." No modesty. No hesitation. Pure fact. "And on the basis that I’m currently the one holding this household together while someone outside is actively targeting the Lu family. I’m overworking."
The hall grew quieter again. Because nobody could fully deny it.
Su Wan’s gaze shifted briefly toward Lu Shaohan for the first time since the confrontation ended. "You said earlier I should understand what’s expected of me as Mrs. Lu." Her tone remained calm. "Fine." A brief pause followed. "Then the Lu family should also understand what maintaining that position costs."
Silence settled again—heavy, dangerous.
And for the first time since the situation began, even Old Master Lu seemed unsure whether he was looking at a threat...
or an answer.
No one spoke immediately after her words settled into the hall.
The silence stretched long enough to become oppressive.
Half a billion.
Two percent of the Lu Conglomerate.
Not gifts, not allowances—actual power.
And Su Wan had demanded it publicly, as though she were discussing household arrangements rather than corporate influence worth billions.
Lu Meiqi recovered first. "You’ve lost your mind." Her voice rose sharply through the hall, disbelief and anger mixing openly.
"Do you think stabilizing one scandal gives you the right to ask for company shares? Two percent? Do you even understand what that means inside the Lu family?"
Su Wan’s expression did not change. "Yes," she replied calmly. "That’s exactly why I asked for it."
The answer landed cleanly enough to silence Lu Meiqi for a second.
Old Master Lu remained seated, though the atmosphere around him had grown noticeably heavier. His eyes rested on Su Wan carefully, studying her in a way that had shifted far beyond ordinary family evaluation.
Because this was no longer emotional opportunism. She had calculated this—the timing, the pressure, the leverage—everything.
Second Madam finally spoke, her tone colder than before. "You’re asking for influence over the Lu Conglomerate during a succession crisis."
"Yes." Su Wan did not deny it. "I’m asking for protection proportional to the risk I’m carrying."
That answer unsettled the room again, because it sounded rational. Not greedy. Rational.
She rested one hand lightly against the armrest beside her, her posture remaining composed despite the visible exhaustion beginning to show beneath her calm exterior. "The Lu family currently has unknown enemies moving against it from outside. Three potential heirs have entered the household. Internal factions are already reacting. And my child is standing directly at the center of all of it."
Her gaze shifted slowly across the room. "If this situation escalates further, then my position becomes the most unstable one in this house."
Nobody interrupted her. Because again—nobody could deny it.
Su Wan looked back toward Old Master Lu calmly. "So yes," she said softly. "I want guarantees."
The room remained tense.
Then finally—Lu Shaohan moved.
Until now he had remained almost entirely silent, watching her dismantle negotiations, pressure the Zhang family, and redirect the succession crisis with terrifying precision. Now his gaze settled fully on her again.
"You chose your timing carefully."
His voice remained calm, but everyone in the room understood the weight beneath it.
Su Wan met his gaze without hesitation. "Of course I did."
A faint silence followed.
Then Lu Shaohan stepped forward slowly into the center of the hall. "You asked for half a billion. What do you intend to do with it?"
That question shifted the atmosphere again. Because suddenly this no longer sounded like emotional compensation. It sounded strategic.
Su Wan leaned back slightly. "Build security that belongs to me."
Direct. Simple. Dangerous.
Several expressions in the room changed all at once. Old Master Lu’s eyes narrowed faintly. Even Second Madam looked visibly more alert.
