Chasing His Ex: The Tycoon's Hidden Twins

Seeing how excited Lu Yao and Song Miaomiao were, Jiang Silu nodded shyly. "I have been staying in the presidential suite for the past two days..."

"Oh my god, I’m so jealous! Hey, Lulu, what’s the presidential suite like? Does it have a bunch of rooms, like a luxury flat?" Lu Yao asked excitedly.

Although Song Miaomiao felt Lu Yao’s question was a bit inappropriate, she was also really curious. After all, she had never stayed in a presidential suite either.

Jiang Silu hesitated for a moment. Seeing how intrigued Lu Yao and Song Miaomiao were, she carefully asked Lu Fan, "Can they come with me? I’m actually a little scared staying there alone at night."

"Of course," Lu Fan saw his chance and suggested, "How about I take you all there now?"

"Really?" Lu Yao lit up. "Thank you so much, Uncle Lu!"

She turned to Jiang Silu. "Silu, I really owe you one! First, these delicious pastries, and now I get to stay in a presidential suite."

She was so excited she even stomped her feet.

Although Song Miaomiao felt a little embarrassed, she was also curious. ’This time I’m really getting to experience a presidential suite all thanks to Jiang Silu,’ she thought.

And just like that, they got back in the car and headed toward the hotel.

「On the way to the hotel.」

Lu Yao also sent a message to Liu Shiting.

Lu Yao: [Shiting, you should come to the Baihan Hotel tonight! It turns out Lulu has been drawing in the presidential suite of a five-star hotel these past few days. She gets a little scared drawing by herself and wants us to go keep her company.]

Lu Yao: [Lulu’s dad, Uncle Lu, is seriously rich. He actually booked the presidential suite for her for a whole week.]

Lu Yao: [And Uncle Lu brought pastries from his family’s chef! They’re so good. You have to come!]

At that moment, Liu Shiting had just parked her car downstairs from her apartment building.

She was a little surprised as she read Lu Yao’s messages.

’I knew Jiang Silu’s dad was rich, but I never imagined he was *this* rich.’

’Booking a presidential suite for a whole week just so Jiang Silu could focus on her design work.’

At that moment, even Liu Shiting, who was used to a privileged life, felt a pang of envy.

She walked into her apartment just as Mrs. Liu was setting the table. "Oh, Shiting, you’re back? Go wash your hands, it’s time to eat."

Liu Shiting went into the kitchen to wash her hands.

While she was there, Mrs. Liu came in to get a dish and casually mentioned, "By the way, when you have a chance, you should invite Silu over for dinner again."

"Mom, stop trying to set her up with my brother," Liu Shiting replied.

"What’s wrong with that?" Mrs. Liu asked, puzzled. "Your brother’s a good catch. And our family’s financial situation is decent. Sure, I’ve never bought you clothes that cost twenty or thirty thousand, but I did buy you a bag that was almost ten thousand for New Year’s, didn’t I? We just don’t like to show off."

Seeing her mom’s reaction, Liu Shiting shared the news she had just learned. "My roommate just told me that Silu has been staying in a hotel these past few days. A presidential suite, actually."

"Huh? Why is she staying in a hotel?" Mrs. Liu asked, both curious and surprised.

Liu Shiting explained, "Her project for the competition is due in a few days, so she needs to focus on her drawings. She was worried that keeping the lights on in the dorm would disturb us, so she got a hotel room. I just found out it’s a presidential suite."

"Wow, she must be really rich then. For a young girl to have that much spending money," Mrs. Liu remarked with a sigh of admiration.

Liu Shiting shook her head. "It’s not her money. Her dad must be paying for it. Honestly, her family situation is pretty complicated. I’ve told you before, her mom and dad split up before she was even born, and she only just reconnected with him recently. She used to be very frugal. Someone with her personality would never stay in a presidential suite on her own dime."

"No wonder," Mrs. Liu said, getting excited. "A girl like that... we have to win her over now, before she becomes too aware of money. Tingting, I think this Silu girl is a real catch. You need to talk your brother up in front of her. He’s already 24, not getting any younger. It’s time he found a girlfriend."

"Oh."

"Don’t just say ’oh.’ You need to remember this," Mrs. Liu reminded her.

Just as they were about to eat, Mr. Liu came home.

Liu Shiting called out, "Dad."

Mr. Liu chuckled. "Done with classes?"

"Mhm."

Seeing him, Mrs. Liu immediately asked her husband, "By the way, did you look into that thing I asked you about a few days ago?"

Mr. Liu nodded. "I did. Among the presidents of Fortune 500 companies, there are three with the surname Lu."

"Really?" Mrs. Liu grew excited. "Could Shiting’s roommate be the daughter of one of those three?"

"That I don’t know," Mr. Liu shook his head. "You gave me too little to go on. You just told me his surname is Lu and he runs a company. How am I supposed to investigate with that? Besides, there are plenty of powerful people who keep a low profile. You can’t find them even if you try."

"Regardless, based on what Shiting said today, I have a feeling this Silu girl is a good prospect, a potential stock," Mrs. Liu said, immediately pulling out her phone.

She sent a voice message to Liu Peng: "Son, you need to hurry up and chat more with Silu. Stop playing video games all day."

After she sent the message, there was no reply.

So, Mrs. Liu added another message: "If you can’t win her over in six months, I’m cutting your allowance in half."

Sure enough, Liu Peng responded quickly.

Liu Peng: "No, Mom, don’t do that! I’ll seriously try to pursue her, okay? Just don’t cut my allowance."

Listening to the voice message, Mrs. Liu snorted. ’As if I can’t handle you!’

Then, she looked at Liu Shiting again. "Shiting, our family is well-off, but if your brother can find someone from an even better background, it will be a qualitative improvement for our family and for your future. When you get married, Mom will buy you a luxury flat outright as your dowry. So you need to put more effort into this matter with your brother."

"Okay, I know," Liu Shiting nodded.

"Alright, alright, hurry up and eat."

...

「Meanwhile.」

The car soon arrived at the Baihan Hotel.

Since Lu Fan hadn’t notified the hotel management, the moment he stepped out of the car, a doorman at the entrance immediately started speaking into his walkie-talkie.

Soon, the manager and general manager led a large group of staff to the hotel lobby and lined up to welcome them.

Seeing this, Lu Fan smiled. "Alright, you can all get back to work. No need to attend to me."

"Yes, President Lu." After speaking, they all dispersed.

In Lu Fan’s eyes, this was all just a formality.

But for Lu Yao and Song Miaomiao, who were seeing such a scene for the first time, their eyes went wide.

Lu Yao whispered in amazement, "Uncle Lu is so powerful. He can even make the hotel staff line up to welcome him."

"Of course. If you booked the presidential suite for a week straight, you could too..." Song Miaomiao reminded her.

Lu Yao looked at Jiang Silu, once again struck with envy. "Lulu, I’m so, so jealous of you."

Jiang Silu could only say shyly and awkwardly, "Actually... it’s not what you think."

’I really want to tell my roommates that my dad actually owns this hotel, and that staying in the presidential suite doesn’t cost anything. But I’m afraid if I say that, my roommates will be even more envious.’

After thinking it over, she decided not to say anything.

Lu Fan led the three young women to the presidential suite.

Led by the butler, the doors to the room swung open, and Lu Yao gasped in amazement. "Oh my god, this is gorgeous!"

Song Miaomiao was also stunned.

She felt like she had walked into a castle.

’So this is what a five-star presidential suite is like. I’ve never even seen one on TikTok, let alone been in one in person. Places this high-class just didn’t show up on our feeds.’

Unlike her previous boisterousness, Lu Yao was very reserved this time. She stood in the center of the living room, looking all around.

She seemed to be absorbing the shock of the visual impact.

Seeing this, Lu Fan chuckled. "It’s alright, go ahead and look around. Silu, why don’t you show Yaoyao and Miaomiao the terrace or the rooms."

"Okay."

Jiang Silu had already been living here for two or three days. Although she was still struck with awe every time she walked in, compared to the first-timers Lu Yao and Song Miaomiao, she was practically a veteran.

So she said to Lu Yao and Song Miaomiao, "Come on, I’ll show you the bedroom."

"Okay, okay!"

A few seconds later, Lu Yao’s voice could be heard again, full of praise. "Oh my god, this room is huge!"

"Wow! This bathroom is almost as big as our whole dorm room."

"Lulu, no wonder you’re scared to sleep alone at night. I’d be scared too! This room is just too big."

Seeing Lu Yao’s endless stream of envious praise, Jiang Silu didn’t say anything, but she felt very happy inside.

’It’s like when you were a kid and a guest came over, saw your wall full of awards, and gasped in admiration. Aren’t people like that sometimes? I have something you don’t, and in that moment, the feeling of satisfaction peaks. This is what it means to be alive.’

Lu Fan, however, was used to it. He watched with a gratified smile as the three young women explored.

’After all, back when I first became rich, I was even more excited than the three of them the first time I stayed in a presidential suite.’

After the initial shock wore off, Lu Yao had even shouted herself hoarse and was thirsty.

She took the water offered by the butler. "Thank you~"

Then she started gulping it down.

The moment she finished, she exclaimed again, "Oh my god, this water is so good! Miaomiao, you have to try it."

Song Miaomiao also had a glass and nodded in agreement. "This water is so sweet."

"Right? It’s not just me looking at it through rose-colored glasses, it’s actually sweet," Lu Yao sighed. "If I could just sleep here for one night... I’d choose this over a villa any day!"

"You’re trying to take more than your share, huh?" Jiang Silu laughed.

Just as everyone was laughing happily, Lu Fan received a call from Jiali.

He walked out onto the terrace and answered, "Go ahead."

"Boss, there are no more problems on this end. The Public Security Bureau has filed a case, the chain of evidence is solid, and the young master has returned to school," Jiali replied.

"Good. Thank you for your hard work."

Then he hung up.

Chen He then asked in a low voice, "Boss, now that this matter is over, should we have Jiali find an opportunity to tell the young master that you were the one who secretly helped him?"

Lu Fan shook his head. "We can’t tell him now."

He explained, "Although he’s achieved some success with his startup, if he finds out I was helping him behind the scenes, he might get emotional and give up. We have to wait until he’s slowly built up this project. Once his time investment and sunk costs are high enough, then we can find a chance to tell him. It won’t be so easy for him to abandon it then."

"Instead, he’ll convince himself to accept it, and then he’ll be grateful for everything I’ve done."

After hearing this, Chen He couldn’t help but exclaim, "Brilliant, Boss."

Lu Fan saw Jiang Silu walking toward them and said, "Alright, let’s drop it."

"Yes, sir." Chen He tactfully took his leave.

Just then, Jiang Silu took small steps forward, blushing shyly. "Are... are you busy later?"

"What is it?" Lu Fan asked.

Jiang Silu thought about how she had been staying in her father’s hotel these past few days. Although it only cost him in overhead, she still felt bad. She said in a small voice, "You made a special trip to bring us pastries and milk tea from your chef. I wanted to make a drink for you too, but right now I only know how to make lemonade. And I’d have to go buy lemons now, so it might take a little time..."

"That’s fine. I’m not busy. I’m free all day," Lu Fan said with a smile, imagining drinking lemonade made personally by Jiang Silu.

"Okay." Jiang Silu immediately turned to Lu Yao and the others. "I want to go buy some lemons to make lemonade..."

"Yeah! You’re going to make that ’Scumbag-Beating Lemonade,’ right?! Let’s go together! Uncle Lu, we’re going to buy lemons!!"

Hearing this, Lu Fan didn’t know whether to laugh or cry.

’Why do I get the feeling there’s a story behind that name?’