Transmigration; Married to My Ex-Fiancé's Uncle-Chapter 166; Lu Yuze & Lin Shuyin (m)

But she kept her promises.

And in Yuyan’s experience, that was the rarest thing of all.

Soon they arrived at the Lu Group in the South.

The van came to a smooth stop at the main entrance. Ting Fei moved to open the door, but Shuyin was already reaching for the handle herself, too energized to wait.

She stepped out, adjusting her skirt. Behind her, Yuyan emerged with practiced grace, and Chen Xiao followed hesitantly, his small hand immediately seeking Yuyan’s larger one.

Lu Yuze remained in the vehicle, watching them prepare to enter the building. His expression was unreadable as always, but something flickered in his eyes, concern, perhaps, or calculation.

"Behave," he said simply, though whether he was addressing Shuyin, his daughter, or both was unclear.

Yuyan turned back with a bright smile. "Goodbye, Daddy! Don’t work too hard!"

Chen Xiao, taking his cue from Yuyan, bowed slightly. "Goodbye, Uncle."

The title was uncertain; he wasn’t quite sure what to call this powerful man who wasn’t his father but had taken him into his home.

Lu Yuze’s expression softened fractionally. "Goodbye, Xiao. Yuyan, take care of your brother."

The girl nodded seriously, squeezing the five-year-old’s hand. "I will, Daddy."

Shuyin merely raised her hand in a casual wave, already turning toward the building entrance. "I’ll call you if I need bail money."

"That’s not funny," Lu Yuze called after her.

"Wasn’t joking," she replied, but her tone was light, teasing.

The van pulled away, leaving the four of them standing before the imposing entrance, Shuyin, Yuyan, Chen Xiao, and Ting Fei, who remained at her side with the quiet competence of a trusted bodyguard. The rest of the security detail dispersed to their positions.

Shuyin straightened her shoulders, lifted her chin, and walked toward the entrance with the confidence of someone who’d never been denied anything in her life.

The automatic doors slid open with a whisper of expensive pneumatics.

The lobby was exactly what she’d expected, all marble and chrome, with an enormous company logo dominating one wall. The reception desk curved in an elegant arc, staffed by three receptionists in matching uniforms, all looking professionally polished.

But before Shuyin could approach the desk, she spotted familiar figures near the visitor seating area.

Tank, Blade, and Razor stood clustered together, and they looked... frustrated. Angry, even.

All three were dressed considerably more professionally than usual, Tank in a dark suit that emphasized his build, Blade in tailored slacks and a crisp blouse, Razor in a blazer and dress that somehow managed to look both professional and vaguely threatening.

They’d clearly made an effort.

And they were clearly not happy.

"Princess!" Blade spotted her first, relief flooding her features. She strode forward immediately, the others following. "Thank god you’re here."

"Good morning, Princess. Young Miss. Young Master." Tank nodded respectfully to each of them, including Chen Xiao in the greeting without hesitation.

Yuyan beamed at being acknowledged. Chen Xiao just looked overwhelmed by everything, the building, the people, the sheer scale of wealth on display.

"What’s wrong?" Shuyin asked, her eyes narrowing as she took in their body language. "Why are you all standing out here?"

Razor’s jaw was tight with suppressed anger. "They denied us access. Said we don’t look like workers and we don’t have working badges."

"Are you serious?" Shuyin’s voice went dangerously quiet.

"Dead serious," Blade confirmed. "We’ve been here since 7:30. Told them we were here for employment, that we had an arrangement with Lu Zeyan himself. They looked us up and down like we were trash, said there was no record of our names in the system, and that we couldn’t enter without proper credentials."

"The tall one said we looked more like security guards than office workers," Tank added, his voice level but his hands clenched into fists. "Suggested we try the loading dock entrance instead."

The casual racism and classism inherent in that dismissal made Shuyin’s blood boil.

"How dare they behave like that?" she said, her voice rising enough to carry across the lobby. Several people turned to look. "They should all be fired. Every single one of them."

She turned on her heel and strode toward the reception desk with the force of a gathering storm, her team falling in behind her.

The three receptionists looked up as she approached, their professionally pleasant expressions flickering when they registered her appearance, expensive clothes, confident posture, the kind of beauty that suggested she was someone important even if they didn’t recognize her face.

Behind her, two children, one imposing bodyguard, and three people they’d just dismissed as unworthy.

The eldest receptionist, a woman in her forties with severely pulled-back hair, attempted a smile. "Good morning, may I help you?"

"Lin Shuyin," Shuyin said coldly, placing both hands on the desk and leaning forward. "I’m here to see Lu Zeyan. Immediately."

Recognition flickered across the woman’s face, followed quickly by panic.

Lin Shuyin. The name that had been all over the gossip channels. The ex-fiancée. The one who’d gone to prison. The one Lu Zeyan had very specifically said to notify him about immediately if she ever showed up.

"I... one moment, please." The receptionist’s fingers flew across her keyboard, then she grabbed the phone with shaking hands.

But she didn’t dial Lu Zeyan’s office.

Instead, she dialed a different internal extension, one floor above his, in the true executive suite.

The phone rang once before being answered with crisp efficiency.

"Executive administration, Secretary Wang speaking."

"This is the main reception," the receptionist said, her voice tight with controlled panic. "Lin Shuyin is here in the lobby."

A sharp intake of breath on the other end. "Lin Shuyin? You’re certain?"

"Positive. She gave her name directly. And she’s... she’s not alone." The receptionist’s eyes darted to the group assembled behind Shuyin. "There are several people with her. Including two children with silver-white hair."

"Let her pass through...." She was instructed immediately and probably she wasn’t here when they had chaos yesterday.

She hung up and....