Lu Jingheng felt that her suspicions seriously affected his innocence. "I swear, it really didn't happen. Besides, you are my first woman and you will be my last. You have to believe me on that. Furthermore, do you think anyone would like to come here?"
Xu Rubao pursed his lips. His last sentence was not wrong. Under normal circumstances, no one would like to come here.
Before today, she always thought this was a haunted house.
"Alright, silly boy, rest for a bit. We'll have someone bring you some food and clothes later, then we'll go."
Xu Rubao glanced at him. Didn't he usually have flare-ups that lasted for several days?
If I leave now, will it have any impact on him?
What if he has another attack after going outside, and someone sees him? Won't they think he's a monster?
Moreover, he is the president of the Lu Group. If such news were to spread, the Lu Group's stock price would likely plummet as soon as the market opened.
Lu Jingheng looked at her furrowed brows, seemingly lost in thought, and asked, "Silly girl, what are you thinking about?"
"Isn't it too hasty for us to leave in a bit? What if we suddenly have an attack after we go out? Actually, I think the scenery here is quite nice."
Because of the Lu family, very few people go up Qiwu Mountain.
If it weren't for the legend of the haunted house, the scenery here would indeed be quite beautiful.
"Why don't you stay here with me for another day, and we can treat it as a vacation, okay?"
Lu Jingheng certainly had the same concerns, but if she was willing to stay with him, that would be the best outcome.
Xu Rubao nodded slightly, but she couldn't help but feel sorry for this bastard.
Immediately afterwards, Lu Jingheng made a phone call, asking someone to send over clothes and some fresh ingredients as well.
Although he doesn't cook here, everything he needs is provided.
Not long after, Uncle Fu arrived. This time he was somewhat surprised to see Miss Xu there as well.
But this is good, at least the young master has one more person by his side.
Xu Rubao was a little embarrassed, but fortunately Uncle Fu put down his things and didn't ask any questions.
Xu Rubao deftly took out the ingredients and simply cooked two bowls of noodles.
Although Lu Jingheng had regained consciousness, he still looked unwell. Xu Rubao thought she should prepare something nice for him at noon to help him recover.
Lu Jingheng watched her bustling around in the kitchen. Although he knew she was still feeling uncomfortable, she chose to stay for his sake.
He knew better than anyone that the little wildcat was actually quite soft-hearted.
He should have opted for surgery as soon as possible. He believed he could overcome death and spend the rest of his days with her.
After finishing breakfast, Xu Rubao started preparing lunch, mainly because making soup would take some time.
She would occasionally steal a glance at Lu Jingheng, trying to see if he was acting strangely.
I don't know how to say it, but it feels like there's a stone stuck in my chest. I keep thinking about how I was looked down upon when I had a birthmark.
It seems that Lu Jingheng isn't much better off either, as he's been plagued by this headache.
Moreover, he always chose such a place and always endured it silently.
Her only wish now is for him to get better soon.
She never expected that the person back then would be him; it was probably fate.
Knowing it was him, she didn't need to undergo any corrective surgery.
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