Rebirth of Love: Jiang Ciyou's Counterattack Legend

The financial market is ever-changing, and this time, the Lu Group was caught in a fierce short-selling vortex. The news was like a bombshell, exploding in the business world, and the stock price plummeted like a kite out of control.

Jiang Ciyou had been working in the trading hall for three days and three nights without sleep. Her eyes were bloodshot, her makeup was smudged, her neat suit was now full of wrinkles, and her hair was messy and scattered on her shoulders. She was surrounded by hustle and bustle, traders were shouting out quotes at the top of their lungs, and the numbers on the screen were flashing a dazzling red light. Every second seemed to be pulling at her tense nerves.

In this chaos, Jiang Ciyou stood like an island, her eyes firm and calm. She stared at the market trend, the coffee cup in her hand had been empty for a long time, leaving only a circle of dry brown marks. She kept reviewing the asset layout and capital chain of Lu Group in her mind, trying to find a glimmer of hope from this seemingly desperate situation.

At the same time, in the Lu family mansion, Lu Jingchen was building a sand castle with his daughter in the garden. The warm spring sun shone on the grass, emitting a soft golden light. Lu Xingyao, wearing a pink princess dress, squatted beside the sand pile, holding a plastic shovel in her small hands, carefully shoveling sand into the mold, humming a tuneless little song. Lu Jingchen was wearing a simple white shirt and casual pants, with his sleeves rolled up, revealing his wheat-colored arms. He leaned over slightly to help his daughter make the walls of the sand castle more regular, and occasionally picked up a fallen petal and gently inserted it on the top of the sand castle, making Xingyao giggle.

"Dad, do you think my castle is beautiful?" Xingyao raised her head, her eyes sparkling, with a little sand on the tip of her nose, like a playful elf.

"Of course it's beautiful. The castle built by our little stars is the most beautiful in the world." Lu Jingchen replied with a smile and reached out to gently scratch his daughter's nose.

"Wait until mom comes back and let her see it too. She will definitely like it." Xingyao said, and then lowered her head to concentrate on the work in her hands. She wanted to give her mother a surprise so that when her mother was tired, she could see this lovely castle and feel better.

Lu Jingchen looked at his daughter's innocent appearance, his heart full of tenderness and love. He knew that Jiang Ciyou was fighting desperately for the family business outside, and he wished he could be with her immediately and fight side by side with her, but he knew even more clearly that his daughter also needed his company at this moment to give her a stable rear.

In the evening, Jiang Ciyou dragged her heavy feet back home. When she opened the door, she saw the cozy sand castle in the garden and the father and daughter smiling brightly beside the sand castle. In an instant, the fatigue, pressure and grievances accumulated in the trading hall in the past few days surged into her heart like a tide, and her eyes became wet uncontrollably.

"Mom, you're back!" Xingyao heard the door open and immediately ran towards Jiang Ciyou, hugged her legs with her little hands, raised her little face, and said expectantly, "Mom, look, the sand castle that Dad and I built, doesn't it look good? This is a surprise for you."

Jiang Ciyou squatted down and hugged his daughter tightly in his arms, as if he was holding the most precious treasure in the world. Tears welled up in his eyes and wet Xingyao's hair. She couldn't say a word at this moment, but nodded vigorously.

Lu Jingchen walked over slowly, looking at the mother and daughter hugging each other, with a trace of heartache in his eyes. He patted Jiang Ciyou's back gently and said softly: "You've worked hard. Don't think about those troubles for now. Take a good rest when you get home." As he said that, he stretched out his hand and took the mother and daughter into his arms.

Jiang Ciyou leaned in Lu Jingchen's arms, feeling his strong heartbeat and warm embrace, and her emotions gradually calmed down. After a long time, she raised her head, looked at her husband, and said softly: "This crisis is fierce, and the other party is obviously well prepared. Our stock price has fallen to a very dangerous level, and some people in the company are also panicking."

Lu Jingchen frowned slightly, his eyes revealed a hint of coldness, but his tone was still steady: "Don't panic, we will find a way together. We have experienced so many ups and downs over the years, which time did we not get through it together?"

Jiang Ciyou nodded slightly, with a hint of determination in his eyes: "You are right, I have not gained nothing in the past few days in the trading hall. I found that although the other party is shorting the stock price, there seems to be some problems with their capital flow. As long as we can seize this flaw, there may be a chance to fight back."

Lu Jingchen gently stroked Jiang Ciyou's hair and praised: "I knew you wouldn't be easily defeated. You've been too tired these days. Go take a rest and eat something. We'll discuss the follow-up matters slowly."

Jiang Ciyou shook his head: "I can't sleep. Every minute and every second is crucial. I have to look at the information again and sort out my thoughts."

Lu Jingchen knew that he couldn't persuade her, so he could only sigh helplessly: "Then I'll accompany you."

The two came to the study room. The desk was piled with documents and materials. The computer screen was still on, showing various complex data analysis charts. Jiang Ciyou sat on the chair, rubbed her temples, and devoted herself to her work again. Lu Jingchen sat beside her, helping her organize the documents, occasionally handing her a cup of hot tea and giving her some advice.

Late at night, Xingyao quietly opened the door of the study, holding a small tray with a few biscuits and a cup of hot milk. She walked in carefully, fearing to disturb her parents.

"Mom, Dad, please eat something and don't be too tired." Xingyao said softly, putting the tray on the table.

Jiang Ciyou raised his head and looked at his sensible daughter, feeling touched: "Thank you, baby, why haven't you slept yet?"

"I can't sleep. I'm worried about my mother." Xingyao blinked her big eyes, full of concern.

Lu Jingchen picked up his daughter, put her on his lap, and said with a smile: "Our little Xingxing has grown up and knows how to care for mom and dad. But it's too late now, go to bed quickly, you still have to go to school tomorrow, be good."

Xingyao nodded obediently, kissed her father and mother on the cheek, and then left the study.

Jiang Ciyou looked at her daughter's departing back, a trace of relief flashed in her eyes, and she turned to Lu Jingchen and said, "For Xingyao, we must get through this difficult time."

Lu Jingchen held Jiang Ciyou's hand and nodded solemnly: "I will, we are a family, no matter what difficulties we encounter, we must overcome them together. Do you remember our wedding vows? No matter good or bad times, we will always be together."

Jiang Ciyou's eyes were moist again, and she held Lu Jingchen's hand tightly, as if she had drawn endless strength from the tightly clasped hands. In this quiet night, the lights in the study were still bright, and the two sat side by side. For the future of the family and to protect this home, they once again embarked on the difficult road of counterattack.

In the following days, Jiang Ciyou frequently shuttled between various financial institutions and conducted rounds of difficult negotiations with investors, trying to stabilize their confidence and win more financial support. Every day, she had to prepare a large amount of information, analyze various data, and respond to every question and challenge with the most professional attitude. After each negotiation, her voice was hoarse and she could hardly speak, but she never backed down for a moment.

Lu Jingchen carried out drastic rectification within the company, reorganizing business segments, optimizing capital allocation, and investigating potential internal leaks. He stayed at the company day and night, discussed response strategies with senior management, and personally supervised the implementation of various measures. His eyes were full of fatigue, but his determination never dissipated.

Xingyao also seemed to have become much more sensible overnight. She no longer pestered her parents to play with her. After returning home from school every day, she would do her homework obediently and help the nanny with some housework within her ability. She knew that her family was in trouble now, and she wanted to share the burden for her parents in her own way.

One night, Jiang Ciyou returned home from a long negotiation. As soon as she walked into the house, she smelled a familiar aroma of food. She walked into the dining room and saw that the table was full of her favorite dishes. Lu Jingchen was wearing an apron and was bringing out the last dish from the kitchen, while Xingyao was setting the dishes and chopsticks aside.

"Mom, you're back! Dad and I cooked together today. Come and try it and see if it's delicious." Xingyao ran over happily and pulled Jiang Ciyou to sit at the dining table.

Jiang Ciyou looked at the table full of food, a warm feeling welled up in his heart, and his eyes became moist: "Thank you, you have worked hard."

Lu Jingchen took off his apron, sat next to Jiang Ciyou, and said with a smile: "You have been too tired these days. Have a good meal today and relax."

The family sat around the dining table, their laughter temporarily dispelling the haze that enveloped their hearts. In this difficult time, this ordinary warmth seemed particularly precious, making them more determined to overcome difficulties.

With the unremitting efforts of Jiang Ciyou and Lu Jingchen, the situation of Lu's Group finally began to turn around. They found a partner, injected new funds, and successfully stabilized the downward trend of the stock price. The morale within the company also rose again, and the employees worked together to fight to restore the group's former glory.

As everything slowly got back on track, Jiang Ciyou stood in front of the French window of the Lu family mansion, looking at the lush garden outside the window, feeling a lot of emotion in her heart. This family crisis brought their family closer together and made her realize more deeply that as long as the family works together, there is no difficulty that cannot be overcome.

Lu Jingchen hugged her gently from behind and said softly: "It's all in the past. Our future will get better and better."

Jiang Ciyou nodded slightly, with a happy smile on his face: "Well, because we have always been together."

At this moment, the sunlight shines through the clouds and onto them, as if coating them with a layer of golden light, illuminating this home full of love and courage, and also heralding that new hope and beauty are about to begin.