As soon as he tried to speak, he choked up and couldn't continue. He could only tightly grip Su Qingyao's sleeve, as if that would allow him to hold onto their friendship, which was about to crumble.
Mu Shaohua was somewhat stunned, confused as to why Su Qingyao had suddenly changed her mind and agreed without objection.
Looking at Su Qingyao's calm appearance, Lu Qingzhou felt a surge of shock in his heart.
He had imagined countless possible reactions from her, such as making a huge scene or complaining to his wet nurse, Zhouzhou.
But I never expected her to be so carefree.
But this nonchalant attitude was so unusual that it made him panic. "Qingyao, are you...are you alright?"
He stared at her pale knuckles, afraid that she was putting on a brave face, afraid that she would do something she would regret if she turned around.
Seeing Lu Qingzhou's flustered appearance, Su Qingyao immediately realized that he had misunderstood something.
Her eyes instantly reddened, and she glared at Lu Qingzhou with a mixture of anger and grievance. "What nonsense are you talking about? The awful things you did to Yueyue, she deserved to beat you up."
Upon hearing the word "beaten up," Lu Qingzhou recalled the scene of being brutally beaten by Su Qingyao, and his heart tightened. He stammered, "I...I didn't..."
He racked his brains trying to come up with an excuse, but he couldn't think of one, and sweat beaded on his forehead from the stress.
Seeing Lu Qingzhou's embarrassed state, Leng Yue's heart softened, and she mustered her courage to say, "Actually...it's not entirely his fault, I also bear some responsibility, I..." But she couldn't finish her sentence.
She didn't want Lu Qingzhou to bear the blame alone, but she was also afraid that her words would hurt Su Qingyao.
Su Qingyao raised her hand to wipe the corner of her eye, frowning: "Don't speak up for him, he's a bastard!"
She paused, her voice tinged with weariness, "Yueyue, I wasn't joking when I said that. If you really like this scoundrel, I... I'll grant your wish."
Leng Yue lowered her head, not daring to look at Su Qingyao. She said timidly, "I...I..."
She was so nervous that she couldn't utter a single complete sentence.
This made Mu Shaohua, who was standing nearby, secretly shake his head. He noticed that Leng Yue was easily embarrassed.
She had no choice but to say to Lu Qingzhou, "Little Lu, since Sister Qingyao... has said so, I'd like to hear your thoughts. Are you willing to accept Sister Lengyue's love?"
When Mu Shaohua asked that question, Leng Yue felt her heart leap into her throat.
She stared intently at Lu Qingzhou, her cheeks burning hot, her eyes filled with anticipation and unease. At this moment,
She suddenly realized that her feelings, and Su Qingyao's tolerance,
Lu Qingzhou's answer will also determine how they will proceed in the future.
The air seemed to freeze; she held her breath, waiting for the answer that would change everything.
Lu Qingzhou glanced at Su Qingyao, only to see her abruptly turn her face away, her hair brushing against her cheek with a slight curve, as if a barrier separated Lu Qingzhou from her.
Lu Qingzhou opened his mouth, countless words swirling in his throat, but he couldn't utter a single one.
He sighed softly, finding it difficult to speak, unsure whether to go against his conscience or follow his nature.
Mu Shaohua glanced between the two of them, her expression a mixture of understanding and urging, "What are you... standing there for? Speak up."
Lu Qingzhou's Adam's apple bobbed, her nails almost digging into her palms. "I, I..."
The shameless words "I do" felt like heavy lead, making it difficult for him to utter.
He dared not look anyone in the eye, his mind a turmoil of emotions:
This may seem like a multiple-choice question, but it is actually a fill-in-the-blank question.
Everyone's hearts were hanging on Lu Qingzhou's shoulders; that mysterious and unpredictable feeling was really making them uncomfortable.
Su Qingyao suddenly turned around, her usually gentle eyes now burning with anger. "What are you spacing out for? If you're a man, just be straightforward."
There was a tremor and impatience in her voice.
Lu Qingzhou, however, sensed something behind her words.
A jumble of thoughts exploded in his mind: 'You guys are forcing me to become a player, damn it, I'm going to die anyway, so what's the worst that can happen?'
But when his gaze swept over Leng Yue, he saw her pale face and the hand tightly clutching the hem of her clothes, and the expectation and panic flickering in her eyes.
He took a deep breath.
Feeling like a prisoner about to be executed, he stammered, "As long as... as long as Leng Yue doesn't regret it, I'm willing to follow my two wives' arrangements."
The moment he finished speaking, he felt all the strength drain from his body.
Mu Shaohua smiled calmly, as if she had expected this all along!
Su Qingyao curled her lip and spat out, "Scumbag!"
Lu Qingzhou: "..."
Su Qingyao looked at Leng Yue, forced a smile, and teased, "Did you hear that? Now you can rest easy!"
Leng Yue's tense shoulders finally relaxed, and she lowered her head, tears falling uncontrollably onto her clothes.
Her fingers frantically fumbled at the hem of her clothes, crumpling the fabric into a ball.
Since things have come to this point,
Su Qingyao suddenly stood up, the chair dragging on the floor with a screeching sound.
She walked unsteadily toward the sofa.
Lu Qingzhou's heart clenched, and he instinctively rushed forward to support her. "Qingyao, slow down, I'll help you."
Su Qingyao forcefully shook off his hand, her eyes red-rimmed. "Let go, I'm fine. I just want to clear my head so I can beat you up."
Her stubborn, defiant demeanor made Lu Qingzhou's throat tighten and his nose sting.
All the guilt, self-blame, and pain burst forth at this moment. He suddenly hugged Su Qingyao, and suppressed sobs erupted from his chest: "Qingyao, I'm a bastard, I'm shameless, I'm so sorry, ahhhhh..."
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