Chapter 311: Chapter 311

All the shareholders felt a sudden tightness at the back of their necks, as a chilling cold invaded their spines and seeped down to the soles of their feet.

Lu Qing, who had been seated at the center, abruptly stood up and strode out with large, determined steps. Someone, unafraid of death, asked him in a loud voice:

"President, where are you going? This meeting is important. The foreign partners are coming soon, and it involves billions in transactions."

Lu Qing halted in his tracks and turned his head to look at the person, the mercilessness in his eyes forcing the man to shiver involuntarily.

"Anyone who dares stop me now can get out of this company! For good!"

The man then realized he had touched Lu Qing’s most sensitive nerve. Before he could even regret his words, Lu Qing strode away like a whirlwind.

The others all gave him looks of pity. How could he be so oblivious?

That man is a tyrant! From his demeanor just now, anyone who stood in his way would be courting death!

Han Shu was driving, cold sweat already streaming down his back. The Young Madam had a miscarriage? And it was the work of the young lady?

Heaven help us, this is a huge mess. Glancing at Lu Qing’s expression in the rearview mirror felt like staring into the eyes of the Hell King himself. Dead. Dead, dead, dead!

It felt like the end of the world was upon them. Heaven, please have mercy. If anything truly goes wrong, his poor heart wouldn’t be able to bear it.

The hospital’s obstetrics and gynecology experts were standing by, tense and prepared. Every single face bore a grave expression; apparently, someone significant was about to be brought in. If anything went awry, this hospital might get overturned!

Soon, a woman, unconscious and bleeding heavily, was rushed in. It was a terrifying sight. The director gave a single command, and she was taken into the emergency room at the fastest speed possible.

Lu Qing strode into the hospital. The director greeted him with a professional smile, but Lu Qing’s face was dark and forbidding, completely ignoring the man.

Outside the emergency room, Little Seventh and Ou Beichen were there, along with Lu Lu, who was crouched pale-faced in the corner. Upon seeing Lu Qing, her face instantly changed and she stood up.

Lu Qing cast a glance at the operating room with its glaring red light, then walked toward Lu Lu. She opened her mouth to speak:

With a sharp crack, a vicious slap landed squarely across her face. Lu Lu clutched her cheek, staring at him in disbelief:

"Brother, you actually hit me? It’s been twenty years, and you’ve never hit me before!"

Lu Qing coldly fixed his gaze on her, like a messenger from Hell, devoid of any warmth in his eyes:

"Was this your doing?"

Lu Lu panicked and began to explain: "I... I didn’t mean to, truly. I only feared she would take you away. It was never my intention to make her miscarry. Brother, forgive me, alright? In the past, whatever mistakes I’ve made, you’ve always forgiven me. Can’t you forgive me this time? I promise there won’t be a next time, and I won’t target her any more. Brother, really."

She was truly terrified now. Looking into Lu Qing’s eyes, she saw no hint of affection, as though she was a stranger to him.

Lu Qing’s eyes were filled with frigid fury: "If Miao Miao or the child has any mishap, Lu Lu, I will personally kill you."

Lu Lu froze as if she had heard the most horrifying thing. Her mind flashed back to Qin Miaomiao’s words—when it came to blood ties, the child was the one he would hold dearest!

It felt like everything was collapsing, all the pride she had once clung to disintegrating entirely. She sat stunned on the ground, dazed and speechless. If the child was truly gone, her brother truly... would never forgive her.

In that moment, an even colder voice suddenly echoed from the corridor:

"If something happens to Little Jin’er, all of you will go down with her."