Rumor has it that the young master has a hidden illness

After asking the question, Lin Lulu held her breath and looked at Jing Sichen, waiting for his answer.

She knew that she shouldn't have any expectations.

but……

Sometimes people just can't control their desires.

Jing Sichen looked at Lin Lulu and met her pure and innocent eyes. His heart felt as if it had been struck hard by something.

What is she to him?

Jing Rou's words unconsciously echoed in his ears: "Do you really think you can do whatever you want? Brother, you're the chosen one. You can't escape."

His large hand unconsciously clenched into a fist.

When he received the call from Yan Moshen, he rushed over in a panic.

I had no idea what to do next.

He was simply following his heart and didn't want the girl in front of him to leave.

The thought that she might become someone else's woman enraged him even more, making him want to destroy the person who dared to covet her.

but……

Who is she to him?

The answer to this question is right on the tip of my tongue, almost ready to be revealed.

But at this moment, for some reason, I couldn't bring myself to say it.

He was worried, confused, helpless, hopeful, and struggling.

in case.

What if I really bring her trouble?

The light of anticipation in Lin Lulu's eyes gradually faded as she waited, and her face remained with a slight smile that grew increasingly stiff. Even time seemed to stand still in her silent struggle.

She could hear her own heartbeat.

puff-

puff-

Each strike was deathly silent and icy.

Taking a deep breath, she spoke up first: "Uncle, let's end it here! Whatever you think of me, it doesn't matter anymore. Thank you so much for your help and care during this time. I have to go now. Goodbye."

With that, he turned around and took a step.

Watching Lin Lulu's retreating figure, her "goodbye" echoed in my ears, as if we would never meet again in this life.

Jing Sichen's heart clenched even tighter, and a panic he had never felt before rose within him.

Known for his ruthlessness, coldness, and cruelty, he felt insignificant in the face of this woman's retreating figure.

She could...

That's ruthless!

He strode forward, grabbed her, and angrily demanded, "You're going to leave with Yan Moshen?"

Yan Moshen stood not far away, not approaching, looking at Lin Lulu with gentle eyes full of respect.

"Uncle, let go of me," she whispered weakly.

His indifferent demeanor made it seem as if whatever he said or did was already too late.

"She's my girlfriend!" Jing Sichen quickly replied. "In my heart, you're my girlfriend!"

Lin Lulu was stunned for a moment.

Then, the smile on his lips deepened, and the emotion that flashed in his eyes was: absurdity.

If he had given that answer when she asked him just now, she would have been very happy!

But now, it seems like he was just driven by a competitive spirit.

She was merely a pawn he used to fight against Yan Moshen.

She pulled her hand back and continued walking.

Jing Sichen: Wrong answer, deduct 10 points!

"It's my wife! It's my wife!" he shouted quickly.

Lin Lulu felt ashamed and quickened her pace.

"Hey!" Jing Sichen was furious. "It's the person I cherish most!"

"Someone I'll spoil for a lifetime!"

"She's the love of my life!"

"Lin Lulu! What exactly do you want?"

With a loud roar from Jing Sichen, Lin Lulu stopped in her tracks.

Turning back, she coldly said, "Uncle, if I'm not mistaken, you've never truly loved anyone in your life, have you? You only care about winning and losing in everything you do, and you can't bear to lose that so-called 'face.' But have you ever considered what your purpose is in doing all this?"

Is there anything you enjoy doing, so much so that you'd do it with all your might, even if it's very difficult?

"No, right?"

"Because the word 'difficult' simply doesn't exist in your dictionary."

"You can easily and smoothly accomplish whatever you want to do."

"So, you think the same applies to me?"

She smiled faintly and continued, "We're not compatible. We can't be together in the end."

Jing Sichen stood there, watching Lin Lulu's figure walk further and further away, until she was already next to Yan Moshen.

He clenched his large hand into a fist, thick veins popping out on it. The light in his dark eyes grew colder and fiercer. His imposing aura silenced the onlookers, yet they still admired and were captivated by his arrogant and domineering presence.

Not on the same wavelength?

She dismissed him with just a few words?

What makes her think she understands him so well?

Just because he looks strong, does that mean he won't feel pain or get hurt?

He absolutely must never pay any more attention to such an unreasonable woman!

Anyone who pays attention to that is a coward!

He'll make her taste what it's like to anger him!

The rumors about his ruthlessness are not unfounded!

He would make her beg to come to him and admit she was wrong!

Now, he should turn around gracefully and see who can outlast whom!

In the blink of an eye, Yan Moshen's car had already started.

Screw rationality!

Jing Sichen strode after him, started the car, stepped on the gas, and forced Yan Moshen to stop.

The car door opened, and Lin Lulu was pulled out.

"Uncle!" Lin Lulu was still in shock and terrified.

At the same time, a deep sadness welled up in my heart.

Why?

He already has Jing Rou, yet he still keeps bothering her?

Is he upset because she was the one who initiated the conversation about not wanting to get entangled with each other?

"Yan Moshen." Jing Sichen's eyes turned cold. "I'll settle your score with you myself! Lulu is my wife, and once she is, she'll be for life! What nonsense about arranged marriages and parental orders! I am fate, I am Yan!"

Then, they carried Lin Lulu away.

Behind her ear, Yan Moshen spoke softly, "Jing Sichen, have you ever considered what Lulu needs most?"

Lin Lulu was thrown into the back seat of the car and felt like she was going crazy.

"Uncle! What right do you have to interfere in my life!" she couldn't help but yell at him.

The voice was clearly loud, yet it sounded choked with sobs, fragile and easily broken.

She received a text message as she left the hospital.

It was an unfamiliar number.

But she knew it was sent by a girl named Jingrou from the hospital.

Lin Lulu, I know you, and I know about what happened between you and my brother. But none of that is real. My brother is my fiancé. We grew up together, and we know each other better than we know ourselves. You can't cross that line, and I believe you can see how important I am to him. Please have some self-respect and don't be a shameless mistress. Stay away from him. Thank you.

Shameless?

Little three?

Thanks?

Just those few words were enough to make Lin Lulu despair.

She never intended to ruin anyone's relationship.

If she had known earlier that the older man had a fiancée, she would never have had any entanglement with him.

Why?

She had already sold her body, and the only bit of dignity she had left was that she hadn't ruined anyone else's relationship.

But what is this now?

My face burned with pain, as if someone had pressed me to the ground and stomped on me.

Just how much more pathetic will she become?

"Stop the car!" she yelled, almost frantically. "If you don't stop, I'll jump right now! Who do you think you are? What right do you have to tell me what to do?!"

The car slammed on the brakes, and for the first time ever, he yelled at her, "I'm your husband! I'm Jing Sichen!"