Rumor has it that the young master has a hidden illness

The left hand and the right hand are like heaven and hell.

One, clean and without any scars.

One, with crisscrossing scars, like a giant centipede crawling on the palm of your hand, making it impossible to tell whether there are any new scars!

What the hell!

How can she dispel her doubts?

In her frustration, she failed to see the man in front of her, whose expression was a mixture of anger, doting affection, arrogance, and conceit.

On the one hand, it's about despising oneself.

Seeing her cry threw him into a panic, and he completely let his guard down, allowing her to take advantage of the situation and see both of his hands.

On the one hand, it's about praising oneself.

Her left hand had been injured many times, so someone like her who had never been injured before would have no way of distinguishing between new and old injuries.

Even if he generously opened his palm completely in front of her now, she would still be full of questions.

Lin Lulu, oh Lin Lulu!

In this lifetime, you're destined to be in my hands!

"Lulu." The teasing voice was tinged with seriousness. "Are you a hand fetishist? You're always inexplicably fascinated by my hands, always touching them."

"I didn't!" She quickly pulled her hand back. "I...I just...am..."

But no matter how hard I tried, I couldn't think of a complete excuse.

"Silly girl." He tapped her forehead. "Are you hungry? I'll cook for you, do you want some?"

Lin Lulu nodded quickly.

She never expected this; she had thought she couldn't escape this ordeal and would be forced by the older man to tell everything.

But now, he's letting her go and even preparing delicious food for her?

What incredible luck!

"Uncle, you're so kind!" As she spoke, her cheeks were flushed, like a red apple, so tempting that one wanted to hold it in their hands and take a big bite.

She easily aroused his desire to laugh, and she also easily aroused his desire to devour her.

His large hand unconsciously clenched into a fist. He gritted his teeth and met her pure and innocent eyes, untouched by any evil thoughts. He had no choice but to forcefully suppress those surging and burning desires.

Ow—

How long are we going to have to endure this?!

He'll bottling it up!

……

The sky was clear and bright.

When Lin Lulu woke up, she felt as if everything that had happened yesterday was a dream.

In particular, the uncle cooked her a delicious meal last night, which warmed her heart.

It is said that the way to a man's heart is through his stomach.

This statement also applies to women.

She even felt that she might actually be able to completely trust the older man.

After breakfast, Jing Sichen seemed particularly enthusiastic about taking Lin Lu to school, which made her happy to avoid having to squeeze onto the subway.

"Uncle," she said, her gaze fixed on the road ahead, "can I ask you a question?"

"Go ahead and ask." The tone was condescending.

"Well... I..." She hesitated for a long time before mustering her courage, "I have a friend who is very curious whether there is such a thing as unwavering love in this world. It's the kind of love where once someone has chosen a partner, no matter what has happened to them, the other person will understand her, believe in her, protect her, and never abandon her."

Jing Sichen raised an eyebrow, slowed down the car, and began to ponder her question.

Unwavering love?

A deep glint flashed in her dark eyes, and she continued, "Uncle, when you're looking for a girlfriend, will you mind her past?"

After asking the question, she held her breath, her eyes glazed over as if she could see nothing but him. Her heart pounded in her throat, as if it was about to jump out. All her attention was focused on his lips, and she pricked up her ears, waiting for him to answer her question.

She's made up her mind.

in case……

If he says he doesn't mind, she'll tell him everything about herself!