Rebirth of Love: Jiang Ciyou's Counterattack Legend

The hustle and bustle of the city gradually quieted down under the cover of night, but the rooftop of the Lu family villa was like a quiet dreamland. The bright stars were like tiny diamonds, inlaid on the velvety night sky, and the breeze blew gently, bringing the rich fragrance of roses and jasmine in the garden.

Lu Jingchen walked onto the rooftop with steady steps, holding his daughter's crumpled origami in his hand. He scanned the rooftop and soon caught sight of the little figure - Lu Xingyao was curled up on the stargazing chair, her little shoulders trembling slightly, like a young animal licking its wounds alone.

He walked closer with light footsteps, slowly sat down beside his daughter, placed the origami on the small table beside her, and spoke softly: "Xingyao, why are you here alone?" His voice was full of heartache and tenderness, as if he was afraid of disturbing this fragile little soul.

Hearing the voice, Lu Xingyao raised her head, her little face full of tear marks, her eyes were red and swollen like two ripe peaches, with crystal tears hanging on the tip of her nose. She sobbed and said, "Dad, I don't want to go to kindergarten anymore, they all bully me..." As she spoke, the grievances surged out like a flood that broke through a dam.

Lu Jingchen's heart tightened, and he reached out and gently held his daughter on his lap, as if holding the most precious treasure in the world. He picked up a handkerchief and carefully wiped his daughter's tears, stroking the back of her scratched hand with his fingertips, frowning, his eyes full of pity: "My dear daughter, tell Daddy, how did they bully you?"

Lu Xingyao bit her lower lip, hesitated for a moment, and said in a crying voice: "In today's handicraft class, the little house I made was the most beautiful, but they...they said that I could only do it well because my family is rich, and they knocked my little house down, wuwu..." When she talked about the sad part, tears could not stop rolling down, wetting the front of Lu Jingchen's shirt.

Lu Jingchen hugged his daughter tightly, resting his chin lightly on the top of her head, and said in a low but firm voice: "Xingyao, don't pay attention to what they say. You did well because you have a pair of dexterous little hands and a little brain full of creativity. This is your ability." He gently held his daughter's little hand and placed it on his heart. "Just like Dad believes in you, you have to believe in yourself, understand?"

Lu Xingyao nodded, not quite understanding, and her sobbing gradually subsided. Looking at his daughter like this, Lu Jingchen felt a pang of bitterness in his heart. He turned slightly and took off the single earring on his left ear. It was a unique earring, with the platinum luster gleaming under the starlight, and the Lu family emblem was finely engraved on it. In the family, this was a symbol of courage and inheritance.

He placed the earrings in his daughter's palm, looked at her curious and confused eyes, and said with a smile: "Xingyao, Daddy will tell you a little story. When Daddy was a child, he was often bullied by other children in the aristocratic school. Once, they took away my favorite candy and pushed me to the ground." He paused, looked into the distance, and fell into memories. "At that time, I was very angry and wanted to rush up to fight with them, but Daddy knew that if I started fighting, it would only result in more severe punishment, and they would think I was a brainless barbarian."

Lu Xingyao blinked her big eyes and listened attentively, her little hands tightly clenching her earrings, as if she was holding the power transmitted by her father.

"Later, I found that I could solve many problems with wisdom. I stopped confronting them head-on and studied hard, taking first place in every exam, participating in various competitions, and winning honors. Those who used to bully me gradually began to look at me differently and took the initiative to make friends with me." Lu Jingchen stroked his daughter's hair and said earnestly, "So, Xingyao, fists can only win temporarily, but wisdom can win forever. Don't be defeated by the difficulties in front of you, you must use your intelligence to let them know that you are the best."

Lu Xingyao listened to her father's story, and her eyes gradually brightened, like a star being lit up. Suddenly, as if she had made an important decision, she put the earrings on her ears. Although her earlobes were a little red from the earrings, her face was filled with determination: "Dad, I know! I want to defeat them with wisdom like you. This earring is like your courage, accompanying me!"

Lu Jingchen looked at his daughter's cute and brave appearance, his eyes slightly moistened. He smiled and scratched his daughter's nose: "Our Xingyao is so brave! But these earrings are a bit big, you can wear them for a while, and tomorrow daddy will find you a beautiful little box to put them in, okay?"

"Okay!" Lu Xingyao nodded heavily and burst into laughter. There were still traces of tears on her little face, but her smile was as warm as the spring sun.

Lu Jingchen hugged his daughter tightly, and together they looked up at the starry sky. At this moment, a shooting star streaked across the sky, leaving behind a brilliant streak of light. Lu Xingyao pointed at the sky excitedly: "Dad, look! A shooting star! Make a wish!"

The father and daughter closed their eyes and silently made a wish. Lu Jingchen hoped that his daughter would be happy and carefree forever and grow up healthily; Lu Xingyao hoped that she could grow up quickly and become as strong as her parents and no longer be bullied by others.

After a long time, Lu Jingyao leaned in her father's arms, her eyelids gradually became heavy, and she fell into a sweet dream soon. Lu Jingchen gently picked up his daughter and walked down the rooftop carefully, fearing that he would disturb her sweet dream.

Returning to his daughter's room, he gently placed Xingyao on the pink princess bed, pulled the soft quilt over her, and placed a gentle kiss on her forehead: "Good night, my little star."

Walking out of the room, Lu Jingchen gently closed the door, the gentle smile on his face gradually disappeared, replaced by a cold look. He took out his mobile phone and called his assistant. His voice was as cold as ice: "Go check Xingyao's situation in the kindergarten, and give me the family background information of those children tomorrow. They will pay the price for bullying my daughter, Lu Jingchen."

After hanging up the phone, he looked out the window at the starry sky, his eyes deep and determined. In this world where the strong prey on the weak, he would never allow anyone to hurt his family, even if it was just a little child, he would let them know what kind of powerful force was protecting Lu Xingyao.

The moonlight is like water, sprinkling in every corner of the Lu family villa, as if covering this building that carries love and protection with a layer of silver yarn. Under this gentle night, a silent contest has already begun...