I Have Become the Villain's Daughter

Chapter 8: The One from the Song Family

Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

Lu Junhan didn’t say a word. He fiddled with his lighter, flicking it on and off repeatedly. His face was cold, and no one could understand what he was thinking.

The butler glanced at him and seeing how the Young Master did not order for him to shut up, he closed his eyes and continued speaking.

“Her family must’ve been watching the entire time, her pissing you off and getting thrown out as a result. She probably has lost her value to the family at this point. Chances are, they’ll let her die somewhere alone. She’s just a girl, something that has negative worth in the market. If she dies, she dies. No one would be crying for her whatsoever.”

Many of the families from the upper echelons of society prioritized males over females. The Lu Family was no exception. A girl’s status was no higher than that of a boy.

“Clap!” And the metal cap of the lighter was closed.

Lu Junhan smiled coldly, “Why are you telling me this? What does her fate have to do with me?”

However, the lights in his eyes have now faded away.

As if he didn’t hear him, the butler continued, “Death isn’t even the scariest part. The scariest part is that if she was kidnapped by a syndicate, they would break her legs and force her to beg on the streets. Or if she was taken away by those who have degenerate tastes, she’d be forced to…”

The more the butler said, the more convincing it sounded. Even he himself was on the verge of believing his story, “Especially when most of our guests are the famed and fortuitous members of Hai City. You know full well who these people are. With so many people walking past her, it would be hard not to notice a lone little girl standing nearby. If she was really led away by someone else…”

Lu Junhan’s eyes were dark.

He was part of this circle, and naturally, he had seen firsthand those freaks who loved to play with the bodies of innocent children… Sometimes, their games would be so extreme that the child would be dead at the end of the session.

He then remembered the little girl that came out of the water, happily calling him her daddy

When he imagined her getting kidnapped by those bastards and how she would be tortured, forced to become a toy to satisfy their sick sense of pleasure, being forced to do those undignified and disgusting things, his heart became extremely agitated.

The butler gave him the final nudge, “Speaking of which, it was entirely her fault for ending up that way. Who told her to appear in front of you…”

Lu Junhan glared at him coldly. The butler stopped mid-sentence immediately. Hope returned to his eyes.

“Young Master Lu, do you have an order…?”

Lu Junhan’s eyes darkened, but he finally said, “Go to the gates and bring her back.”

After acting abnormally so many times, he had finally noticed his own strangeness as well.

Since he couldn’t let it go, he might as well find that little girl and find a better family for her. But it was out of the question for her to become part of the Lu Family.

He didn’t want to be haunted by a walking trouble every day.

Of course, Lu Junhan had yet to expect that one day in the future, he would be the one that forced Lu Li to call him her daddy. And he would turn out to be the one that constantly worried that she would either trip over or knock into something.

The butler was overjoyed when he heard that order.

He was only trying his luck. He totally did not expect that he’d pull it off so easily.

‘Little girl, wait for uncle! Uncle is going to pick you up now!’

The butler was about to leave the room when…

Lu Junhan’s phone suddenly rang.

He peered down at the caller ID. His expression suddenly became dark and helpless.

He wanted to pretend he didn’t see it, but it kept on ringing, with no signs of letting up.

The only one that could make Young Master Lu react that way was that person from the Song Family.

Young Master Lu’s paternal aunt, Song Qingwan.

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Young Master Lu’s parents had passed away in a car accident when he was still very young. At that time, only he, who was seven years old, and his younger sister, the five-year-old Lu Anran, were the surviving members of his family.

It can be said that Young Master Lu was raised by Song Qingwan herself. It was also thanks to Song Qingwan that the Lu Family managed to survive in Hai City. After being handed to Young Master Lu when he came of age, it proceeded to develop into a powerful faction that couldn’t be ignored today.

Without Song Qingwan, there would not have been a Young Master Lu.

While Young Master Lu could single-handedly control Hai City and didn’t have to care about what anyone else said, he still had a deep sense of respect for his aunt.

The butler quietly closed the door as Lu Junhan picked up the call.