Chapter 40 Confession 02

"Confession"

By Sang Jie

02

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Luo Jingqu first saw Xing Chenyu when he was 22 years old.

At that time, he had just graduated and the headquarters of a well-known large enterprise had extended an olive branch to him. He also wanted to go, but before he signed the contract, his father Luo Yi called him back to inherit Luo's company.

Although he was not very interested in inheriting the family business, he also knew that Luo Yi's health had not been good in recent years. Therefore, he, who had always been filial and thoughtful, finally fulfilled his father's wish and came back to take over Luo's company and began to operate the huge industrial chain of the country's first chaebol.

He is young and capable, well-spoken and well-educated, but he also has an extremely ostentatious face. Even if he behaves in a low-key manner, there are still endless girls who come to "bump into" this platinum rich second-generation Master Luo every day.

Among so many girls, there are countless beautiful ones and many well-educated ones, but he seems to think that all of them are not up to standard.

Within the month after he came back, all kinds of people came to propose marriage and act as matchmakers, almost breaking down the threshold of the Luo family's house, but he was like a huge Buddha, not even frazzling.

And that day, just after he sent another wave of matchmakers out, Luo Yi brought back a girl.

"This is Yuyu, Xing Chenyu."

Luo Yi looked lovingly at the girl with long black hair and a face smaller than his palm, and said to her, "Old Xing, who was in charge of the flower shop, passed away two days ago. His wife also passed away early. The little girl is all alone and helpless, and can't even go to school. It really hurts me to see her like that. From now on, she will be a member of our Luo family."

He was not surprised at all that his father could do such a thing - his mother gave birth to three children, all boys. God knows how much his father wanted a daughter. Now he can legitimately bring one home as an adopted daughter. It not only shows his charity and humanity, but also satisfies his own wish. He couldn't help but praise his father in his heart for being such a fox.

This little girl named Xing Chenyu is so slender that she seems a little malnourished. Her skin is as white as snow, and every part of her facial features is small and delicate. She is a real beauty.

And she looked quite young, which made her quite lovable.

He walked over, bent down slightly, and smiled at her kindly: "Hello, Yingying."

Luo Yi gently stroked Xing Chenyu's hair and said, "Call me brother."

Xing Chenyu's two hands tightly grasped the corners of her skirt. After hesitating for a long time, she timidly called out, "Brother."

The moment that soft call reached Luo Jingqu's ears, he was stunned for a moment.

He quickly dismissed the strange feeling in his mind and asked in a low voice, "How old are you?"

She looked at him eagerly for two seconds and said, "Sixteen years old."

Only sixteen years old.

He thought to himself.

She is half a generation younger than him, a real little sister.

"good."

He looked at her, then took a piece of candy from the table at the back and handed it to her: "From now on, you have a brother, and your brother will protect you."

She took the candy, her big, bright black eyes fell on his handsome face, and after a while, a sweet smile appeared on her face.

What Luo Jingqu didn't expect was that that smile and the sixteen-year-old girl were completely embedded in his life from that moment on.

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Xing Chenyu knew that Luo Jingqu would naturally not take her back to the Luo family mansion, so when the car stopped, she found that this was the small villa where she had lived before leaving Country A.

The small villa is one of the properties under Luo Jingqu's personal name. No one else knows that when they had trouble at home, he almost immediately moved her here to live. Therefore, she has long memories of living here.

The small house looked particularly quiet and peaceful in the night, its faint outline like a half-hidden moon in the darkness. She looked at the familiar iron gate and was in a trance while thinking deeply.

After he said those words, he never spoke again. He parked the car by the gate, turned off the engine, and got out of the car.

She looked at his slightly furrowed brows as he got out of the car, sighed in her heart, unbuckled her seat belt and got out as well.

Following him into the small house, she opened her mouth as soon as he turned on the light.

She had been away for two whole years, but the whole house was not covered with dust as she had imagined. The air was extremely clean and fresh. Every corner of the house was very tidy. There was even a beautiful bouquet of flowers on the table and fresh fruits in the fruit plate. They were all her favorite fruits - apples, oranges, bananas, etc.

Luo Jingqu silently carried her luggage to the bedroom on the second floor. She stood there and slowly looked around the living room.

She discovered that there were two carefully framed paintings in the living room.

Both of these paintings were painted by her, and both have very important meanings to her. One of them is a family portrait she painted when she first moved into the Luo family mansion. It shows Luo Jingqu, his parents, his two younger brothers, and her. That winter, the whole family wore red Tang suits for the photo, looking very happy. The other one was painted when she was eighteen years old, and it was of Luo Jingqu attending her graduation ceremony. It was a rare occasion for him to wear formal clothes that day, and he was so ostentatious that all the girls in the school were looking at him. She was holding the flowers he gave her, and standing with him in front of the lawn for a photo with a smile on her face.

The Luo family and Luo Jingqu are the most important bonds in her life.

She felt more and more uncomfortable as she watched, so she turned around and slowly walked upstairs.

When she reached the bedroom door, she saw him standing on the bedroom balcony smoking.

Over the years, he rarely smoked. She only saw him smoking on rare occasions, usually when he was in a very bad mood.

She silently looked at his slightly blurred silhouette in the night and smoke rings. After a while, she tiptoed into the bedroom.

"While I'm away," she walked up behind him, paused, and then spoke, "will you come here to clean every now and then?"

Luo Jingqu put out his cigarette, expressionless, and didn't even look back at her: "I come here every day."

Because he felt that one day, she might suddenly come back.

So he comes every day.

Even after waiting for half a year, a year... Every day when he came here, the room was still quiet, and she showed no signs of coming back. He still kept telling himself that she would come back.

Xing Chenyu felt his heart aching.

She always thought he was the most astute man she had ever met. He could always easily make himself at ease in any situation, but when it came to her affairs, he seemed to be unlike himself every time.

I lost all my sanity and was in a state of confusion.

She endured the pain and continued, "The photos of us at Liang Yushi's wedding today will definitely be seen by many people tomorrow. By then, you..."

"Don't worry about that." His eyes fell heavily on a point in the void. "Anyway, the one who will be beaten by the old man is me, not you."

She gritted her teeth and said, "I'll go back with you tomorrow."

Hearing this, he finally turned his head: "What are you going back for?"

She took a deep breath and lowered her voice: "Go back and see... Dad and the others."

Luo Jingqu looked at her, curled his lips and sneered: "You haven't thought about visiting them in the past two years since you left."

The deliberate sarcasm in his tone pierced her heart. She suppressed the sourness in her nose and said, "Because I don't think they would want to see me."

"Luo Jingqu, I know that in your eyes I am a completely conscienceless person."

Perhaps because she had been suppressed for too long, she chose to remain silent when he erupted. At this moment, she finally couldn't contain the turmoil in her heart and blurted out, "But if I truly had no conscience, then I would stay in the Luo family mansion every day, sedulous with you, doing only what I wanted, letting my emotions rule my mind."

"If I really had no conscience, why would I keep wandering around, moving to other places every once in a while? Why would I leave here for two whole years, cutting off contact with you and Dad and the others?"

After hearing these words, his eyes flickered slightly and he suppressed the sneer at the corner of his mouth.

"Um."

After a while, he said in a hoarse voice, "Xing Chenyu, you are great. You have a conscience. You know how to care for your parents and others. You know that you must repay their love and kindness to you. You know that you must care for the reputation of the Luo family and that you cannot let them suffer the prejudice of the world. You know how to endure and know when to make a decision."

"You know everything."

In the night, a faint red tint appeared at the corners of his eyes.

"But you have no idea what you have sacrificed for your so-called conscience."

"I know."

She rubbed her red eyes and said word by word: "Luo Jingqu, I sacrificed you."

He lowered his eyes and suddenly smiled faintly.

She had seen his smile many times. He would smile at her gently, playfully, ambiguously and sentimentally, and also smile with undisguised love.

But she had never seen him smile like this before.

It is hopeless and heartbreaking, and bleak.

It seemed as if he would disappear from this world in the next second.

"When are you leaving?"

He raised his hand to ruffle his hair, and his voice became softer. "Tomorrow? Or the day after tomorrow?"

There was no emotion in these two sentences.

There was neither the initial uproar nor the subsequent sarcasm and ridicule.

It's just like a pool of stagnant water, so calm that there is no ripple at all.

Xing Chenyu looked at him motionlessly for a while.

When she felt tears were about to fill her eyes, she suddenly took a step forward.

"Luo Jingqu." She gently stretched out her hands towards him, her voice trembling slightly: "Can you hug me?"

He took a deep breath at this time and did not move.

"Why?" He asked expressionlessly after a while, "Is it because as a brother, out of courtesy, you have to give your sister a hug after a long separation?"

"Or is it because you feel sorry for me? Sympathize with me?"

She clenched her hands in the air tenuously.

Then she took a step forward, stretched out her hand, and grabbed his neck.

She closed her eyes, letting the tears fall from the corners of her eyes, then pulled him towards her, her lips trembling almost invisibly as she gently pressed against his.

Luo Jingqu's Adam's apple rolled slowly.

He took two quick breaths and said in a hoarse voice, "...Do you know what you are doing?"

She didn't respond, and the next second, she pried open his teeth.

The entanglement and pursuit of lips and tongues made his breathing become more rapid. There was a bathroom next to the balcony. He put his arm around her and took her into the bathroom while kissing her.

Closing the door, he pushed her directly onto the cold tiles of the bathroom.

"Xing Chenyu, you found this yourself."

He pressed his lips to hers, his eyes swirling with a vortex: "You've kept me awake at night for the past two years, and today I'll make you suffer a fate worse than death."