Sweet Wife in My Arms Chapter 2508

Yet, every event had its cause and consequence, demanding some form of sacrifice.

Lu Jin never rose to the rank of general.

Still, when weighed against the sufferings he endured back then, this outcome proved far preferable. Though regrettable that he didn't advance further, only in his later years did he grasp that life's true treasures lay with those closest to him.

Neither natural calamities nor human-induced catastrophes could be undone by them. The sole lives they might protect were those of their loved ones. This held true for both Lu Yi and Yan Huan. No matter the number of rebirths they experienced, destined events would unfold regardless, and the journeys they were fated to travel would proceed unchanged.

Mudslides, earthquakes, and floods would inevitably strike.

Following each devastating calamity, Yan Huan contributed substantial donations. She handled what lay within her power and left the rest untouched if alteration proved impossible.

In the end, she remained just one individual. Saving the whole world was beyond her capabilities.

After all, she was no messiah.

As Yan Huan's fame soared and her professional success hit its zenith, Su Muran entered the scene. Despite backing from the Ye family, any ambition to thrive in this industry required Yan Huan's approval first.

Su Muran despised Yan Huan, harboring her own schemes to rival her. One peak couldn't hold two predators, after all. Yet, establishing herself firmly in the local entertainment world had become a daunting challenge.

Yan Huan's clout in the industry far surpassed her own.

“Dad, find a way to eliminate her for me.”

Lately, Su Muran faced obstacles at every turn. Several film roles originally lined up for her got withdrawn. Initially, she couldn't pinpoint the cause.

Only recently did a tip-off reveal that someone was sabotaging her efforts.

With that figure present, Su Muran couldn't claim the opportunities she desired or achieve stardom.

That individual's standing in the entertainment circle was unparalleled. A mere gesture from her could crush any newcomer.

Su Muran had long suspected the identity of that woman, yet evidence eluded her grasp. In popularity and every other measure, she paled in comparison.

Even attempts to scheme covertly fell flat, as no one would heed her words.

And against that person, she found herself utterly powerless.

Thus, seeking out Su Qingdong became her only recourse. Should he lend his support, her adversary was doomed to a grim fate.

She awaited Su Qingdong's reply and his ultimate choice.

Yet, after hours passed, no response came from Su Qingdong.

“Dad...”

Su Muran tugged at Su Qingdong's sleeve once more.

Su Qingdong had always indulged his sole daughter. From childhood, whatever she desired, he provided. Ousting a single actress from the industry seemed trivial; she trusted that with his will, he could accomplish it effortlessly.

“Ranran...” For the first time, Su Qingdong regarded his daughter with profound gravity.

“You may target anyone else, but keep your distance from Yan Huan.”

Su Qingdong's voice carried utmost gravity, laced with stern caution.

“Father, why?”

Su Muran couldn't comprehend and refused to yield. If he wouldn't assist, why the admonition? Did Su Qingdong share some hidden ties with that woman?

Luckily, she kept these thoughts unspoken, born merely from suspicion.

Should Yan Huan learn of it, she might regret her leniency toward the Su family. She ought to have crushed them in Hai City, toppling their century-old legacy.

Devoid of wealth, the Su family and Su Qingran amounted to nothing. Much like Lu Qin today, stripped of funds and family backing, he posed no threat, silent and impotent.

Su Qingdong gently patted his daughter's shoulder.

“Ranran, obey your father in this. Never provoke that woman.”

Su Muran realized further pleas were futile; Su Qingdong would never consent, nor could she force his hand against Yan Huan.

Still, surrender wasn't in her nature. A flicker in her eyes betrayed her defiance, though she concealed it from Su Qingdong.

“RANRAN, do you understand?”

Still fearing that Su Mulan might fail to grasp the vastness of heaven and earth, Su Qingdong had no choice but to question her once more. His face carried a grave weight, and his voice rang with severity.

Not solely did the Su family reign supreme in this world. The Su family nowadays had weakened dramatically, whereas the Lu family grew increasingly enigmatic. The Lu family's wealth had ascended to levels beyond his comprehension, particularly due to Yan Huan's extraordinary talent for generating riches. She managed her investments and acting ventures independently, even launching her own company. Within these recent years, over a dozen films grossing billions each had emerged from her efforts. The velocity of such profit generation was downright horrifying.

As a businessman, how could he neglect the calculations? How could he stay oblivious? How could he overlook it entirely?

Furthermore, with the Ye family’s airport finally constructed, what significance would that carry?

It promised a nonstop influx of cash, flourishing enterprises, and a status unmatched by any rival.

In stark contrast, the Su family’s business had plummeted sharply over the last few years. This past year especially, it had begun sliding backward.

Meanwhile, a tangled emotion brewed within him—raw jealousy.

Imagine if Yan Huan were his own daughter; every financial boon she delivered would fortify the Su family.

Alas, such fortune eluded them.

She was not.

Belonging to another, she was the child Ye Rong had borne, destined from birth to stand against him.

He realized full well that his daughter Su Mulan remained too immature. Lacking true maturity, she brimmed only with pride and overconfidence. Yet in terms of cunning, she paled far beside Yan Huan.

Someone capable of amassing immense fortunes and constructing vast empires relied not just on a backing man—her personal skills were formidable too.

For Su Mulan to challenge her would be nothing short of a delusional fantasy, bound to conclude in utter failure.

Su Qingdong issued a stern warning to Su Mulan, who visibly recoiled in fear. Though resentment lingered in her heart, she ultimately yielded. She vowed not to oppose Yan Huan, naturally refraining from stirring any trouble with her.

Yet Su Qingdong truly misunderstood his daughter’s depths.