Such a thorny and difficult situation would inevitably lead anyone in it to endless entanglement and struggle, making it hard to choose and leaving them torn between two options.
Her gaze slowly moved, finally landing on her "mother" not far away.
The "mother" at this moment is completely different from the dignified and powerful figure in my memory.
His face was filled with dejection and exhaustion, as if all his energy had been drained away, and he looked much older in an instant.
Looking at the once-familiar face, Luo Yuning suddenly felt a pang of sadness.
The sour feeling quickly spread throughout her body, making the tip of her nose slightly red and her eyes involuntarily well up with tears.
In that instant, she longed to rush forward and hold her "mother's" hand as affectionately as she had when she was a child.
Call her sweetly again, give her a warm hug, and try to comfort each other for the pain of these years.
However, just as she lifted her toes, preparing to take that step, a long-dormant, ever-present fear welled up within her.
But it was like a towering, indestructible black wall, which appeared out of nowhere and stood before her.
Those unbearable fragments of past memories, like a surging tide carrying a chilling cold, swept over her relentlessly.
Countless nights I was scolded and couldn't lift my head, every time I was filled with hope only to be met with cold disappointment.
Those painful moments were like sharp knives, carving deep wounds into her heart.
The seeds of fear had already been sown then, amidst the daily oppression and unease.
Now it has long since taken root and sprouted, growing into a towering tree that blocks out the sun, trapping her in the dark shadows.
She thought that such fear would probably take a long time, and countless days and nights of torment, before it could slowly dissipate.
Luo Yuning's eyes gradually dimmed, like stars in the night sky gradually going out, losing their luster.
She slowly lowered her head again, and her long, black hair cascaded down, covering half of her face like a waterfall, her long eyelashes casting a deep shadow on her eyelids.
At this moment, her heart was filled with overwhelming confusion and helplessness, as if she were in a vast fog, unable to find a way forward.
She instinctively gripped her father's sleeve tightly; it was the only warmth and support she could grasp at that moment.
It was the faint candlelight flickering in the darkness that gave her a sense of reassurance.
Qin Qianlu stared intently at the light screen, as if she were frozen in place. In an instant, only her sighs echoed in the room.
Within that light screen, there are either thrilling and exciting scenes, or poignant tales of love and hate.
Every scene captivated her gaze, immersing her completely as if she had lost touch with the real world.
After what seemed like an eternity, she slowly came to her senses, blinking her eyes in bewilderment like someone who had just arrived.
In this moment, she keenly sensed the oppressive and eerie atmosphere in the room.
The air seemed to thicken, the silence was unusual, and a faint sense of oppression hung heavily over the place, making it inexplicably hard to breathe.
She coughed lightly, trying to break the silence, but the cough was like a pebble thrown into a deep pool, only creating a fleeting ripple.
Then, silence returned.
Her gaze cautiously swept across the room, subtly observing everyone.
Lord Luo sat next to Luo Yuning, leaning slightly forward with his hands folded on his knees, his expression solemn.
Since bringing her in, he has remained silent, his lowered eyes concealing all his emotions, making it impossible for anyone to guess his thoughts.
In the corner, a young maidservant frowned, nervously clutching the hem of her clothes, and occasionally glanced up to secretly observe the crowd, her eyes full of worry.
The middle-aged man next to him had a gloomy face, his arms crossed, and stood there quietly, exuding an aura that kept strangers at bay, as if he were out of place with the people around him.
There was also an old man sitting on a chair to the side, resting with his eyes closed, but his slightly trembling fingers still betrayed his inner turmoil.
Qin Qianluo looked at all this with a heart full of doubts. It felt as if countless tiny insects were crawling in her mind, making her restless.
She subconsciously bit her lower lip, anxiously calling out in her heart, "Yunbao, what's going on with this family? Lord Luo summoned me, but he hasn't uttered a sound since I entered this room."
The other people's expressions were also very strange; I was completely baffled. What exactly did he want me to do?
Reminded by this, Feng Qingyun also looked at the light screen in the space with a strange expression.
After flipping through the files, he shook his head and analyzed, "They're probably heartbroken over Luo Yuning; I don't see anything like that here."
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