Yan Luoheng noticed her strange look and asked, "Why are you looking at me like that?"

"Are you possessed by something unclean?" Jun Jiuge never believed in those things, but now, she was starting to believe them a little.

Yan Luoheng chuckled and said, "No."

"Stay away from me," Jun Jiuge ordered him irritably.

Yan Luoheng hesitated, watching her walk into the room, but he didn't follow.

From the moment he arrived, the little voice inside him began to tell him what to do.

This stemmed from that night a few days ago.

Bai Xiuyan was sitting in a private booth against the wall in the bar when someone, oblivious to his rudeness, insisted on going over to provoke him. "A disabled person coming here to spend money?"

In an instant, a warning glance swept over the other party.

The man completely ignored him and continued his provocative remarks: "Why are you looking at me like that?"

"Watch out or I'll cripple your hand too..." Before he could finish speaking, his hand was grabbed and twisted in one direction, triggering a scream, "Aaaaaah!!"

"Let go, let go!"

Just as his wrist was about to be twisted 180 degrees, he looked at the person grabbing his wrist, unable to break free, but still managed to sneer, "You cripple, do you know who I am? You believe me or not..."

The person who grabbed his wrist smiled and said, "He is the third young master of the Bai family. You'd better think carefully before you speak."

"The Bai family?" The man immediately realized, "That Bai family?"

Yan Luoheng released his hand, and he wisely fled in disarray.

Bai Xiuyan felt no gratitude whatsoever towards him, and didn't even want to look at him twice.

Yan Luoheng sat down opposite him without hesitation. "I didn't expect that Young Master Bai would come to a place like this to drink."

"Get lost." Bai Xiuyan didn't like him at all.

Yan Luoheng and he were old acquaintances, but some things happened that made their relationship complicated.

They weren't exactly enemies, but they were definitely not friends either.

"Your legs..." Yan Luoheng teased, looking at him sitting in the wheelchair, "Are you really unable to stand up, or are you just afraid to stand up?"

A murderous intent flashed in Bai Xiuyan's eyes.

He didn't come here alone; he just wanted some peace and quiet, so his people were scattered throughout the bar.

They will come immediately if anything happens.

The person that guy just provoked will not be able to leave here unscathed if he makes any further moves.

Yan Luoheng noticed it as soon as he came in; he had come alone.

"Just kidding, don't be angry." Yan Luoheng said in a playful tone, "Someone once told me that people should move forward and not be held back by the past."

Did that person say the same thing to you?

Upon hearing this, Bai Xiuyan's expression turned even uglier.

He knew who she was talking about, and he had no right to mention her in front of her.

Yan Luoheng recalled the scene and said slowly, "She is indeed the most special woman I have ever met."

"You are not worthy to mention her." Bai Xiuyan's fist hardened.

Yan Luoheng said all this to test him, "What? Even now, you still don't dare to admit your feelings for her?"

Others may not know, but Yan Luoheng knows very well.

He was an adopted child of the Bai family and had no blood relation to anyone in the Bai family.

His affection for that older sister was also unreserved. To outsiders, it was just a younger brother's love for his older sister, but Yan Luoheng had long understood everything.

That kind of affection is the affection between a man and a woman.

Bai Xiuyan's knuckles cracked as he glared at him with cold eyes. "And you?"

"Besides robbing and plundering, what else can you do?"

Even though they hadn't been in contact for many years, they were still very familiar with each other's situations.

Bai Xiuyan retorted sarcastically, "An old ox eating tender grass, no wonder she dislikes you."

Yan Luoheng wasn't angry, but his smile was noticeably less unrestrained. "There's no need to hurt each other."

“There is no mutual understanding.” Bai Xiuyan said sincerely, word by word, “I understand how hard-won this relationship is, so I cherish it all the more.”

"And you, do you dare admit that you love her?"

“Of course,” Yan Luoheng said readily.

Bai Xiuyan sneered and said, "Forcing someone is not the way love should be expressed."

"Liking is coercion, love is letting go."

"Perhaps you like her, but you don't deserve the word 'cute'."

Yan Luoheng was displeased, but a smile still lingered on his lips. "I can't let her leave me."

Bai Xiuyan chuckled lightly and said sarcastically, "The more you force it, the less you'll get what you want."

“She’s very close to my niece. If I find out she has ulterior motives, or if she gets involved with my niece because of you, I’ll kill you.”

After saying that, Bai Xiuyan left first, leaving the place to Yan Luoheng.

Yan Luoheng took out a wine bottle from the table and poured himself a bottle of wine.

Although Bai Xiuyan's words did not anger him, they dealt a heavy blow to his heart.

like?

He seems to have never really understood what love is.

Yan Luoheng snapped out of his thoughts and looked in the direction of the room. He was still unsure if he loved her, but he didn't want to force her to stay any longer.

Perhaps he should learn to let go and love her?

Before dinner, Qiao Xi received a message from Qi Jincheng, telling her to eat first and not wait for him, as he had an impromptu meeting.

Qi Jincheng didn't get home until 10 p.m.

During the day, he received a call from Bai Xiuyan, who told him that Qiao Guangyuan and his wife had been forcibly taken away by a group of people on their way to the police station.

He didn't know whether he should tell Qiao Xi about this.

When he got home, he entered the house quietly, afraid that he would wake Qiao Xi if she was asleep.

Hearing the noise, Aunt Liu came out to greet him, "Sir, you're back."

"Is Madam asleep?" Qi Jincheng asked.

"They should be asleep by now," Aunt Liu replied.

After putting his things down, Qi Jincheng went to the room.

The small light in the room was still on, and Qiao Xi was reading a book while leaning against the headboard.

Seeing the door open, she immediately closed the book in her hand and looked at Qi Jincheng, "Ah Jin, you're back."

"Are you hungry? Do you want some late-night snacks?" she asked again in a hurry.

Qi Jincheng hugged her tightly and said honestly, "I want to eat you."

Qiao Xi was already used to the romance between this "old married couple," so shyness was out of the question.

"Auntie has gone back," she told Qi Jincheng.

Qi Jincheng replied, "I know, she called me."

"Did you say anything?" Qiao Xi asked.

"He didn't say anything."

"Why didn't you tell me?" Qiao Xi thought he didn't know either.