"Spare me? The word 'spare me' doesn't exist in my dictionary. Men, drag him away and sink him into the sea!" Young Master Ou's piercing gaze swept over him, his chilling voice sounding like it came from hell.
Suddenly, several bodyguards in black appeared and grabbed Luo's father, preparing to drag him out the door!
"Xiaoyi, save me! No matter what, no matter how inhuman I am, I raised you. That's an undeniable fact. Please save my life, Xiaoyi!" Father Luo was terrified, his whole body trembling like a leaf, his voice hoarse with pain, barely audible.
He shook Luo Xiaoyi's arm, as if he were a person trapped in a swamp, clutching at the only lifeline, pleading desperately.
This was the first time Luo Xiaoyi had heard her father speak softly to her, and it was under these circumstances.
"Fine, Luo Haitian, I promise you, from now on we're even!" Luo Xiaoyi flung his hand away!
Even if Luo Xiaoyi hated him, she couldn't bring herself to want his life.
"..." Luo Haitian collapsed to the ground, holding his head in his hands, looking somewhat pained. All along, it was Luo Xiaoyi who had been groveling before him, the fake father, willing to pay any price for even a little bit of pitiful affection.
Now that Luo Xiaoyi has suddenly given up, Luo's father suddenly feels a sense of emptiness and sadness in his heart...
"Young Master Ou, spare his life! He's right. No matter what, he raised me for several years." Luo Xiaoyi suddenly grabbed Young Master Ou's hand, her sorrowful and melancholy eyes looking at him.
At that moment, Ou Shao looked at her, feeling a pang of heartbreak. His little woman's life was so miserable...
Ou Shao gave her a warm look, a look he only ever gave Luo Xiaoyi.
Young Master Ou pondered for a few seconds...
"Alright, send him out of Country A, and never let him set foot in Country A again!" Young Master Ou made a final concession for Luo Xiaoyi's wishes. However, for Xiaoyi's safety, he had to deport this old man!
"Thank you, Young Master Ou, thank you, Xiaoyi." Mr. Luo was moved to tears. He was finally spared from being eaten by sharks. His legs, which had been limp from fright, slowly regained feeling. He was then escorted away by his bodyguards.
Warm sunlight streamed in through the floor-to-ceiling windows, shimmering like tiny pieces of gold, illuminating Luo Xiaoyi's face. Under the sunlight, her face appeared even paler, her lips bloodless. She bit her lip tightly, her body trembling slightly.
If Luo Haitian isn't her biological father, then who is? What exactly happened back then? Why did her mother commit suicide? All of this has become a tangled mess, an unsolvable mystery!
Ou Shao held her tightly in his arms, burying his sexy, fair chin in her hair. His eyes burned, and his throat felt choked.
“Xiaoyi, the nightmare is over... everything will be alright, I will help you find your biological father.” His throat tightened.
“My biological father? He’s such a stranger. He’s never been in my life. Should I look for him?…” Her voice was low, sad, and powerless. In front of this man, the strength she had just pretended to have shattered like a glass shell, and tears silently slid down her face.
"Even if the whole world deceives you, I won't. Just stay by my side, I will always protect you..." His warm, long fingers gently wiped away her tears...
This man is so warm. Her face rested against his warm chest. At this moment, this man had become her only support...
Just then, Luo Xiaoyi's phone rang. She picked it up and saw that it was Lin Hongyu calling.
"Go ahead and answer it. Some things always need to be settled. I'm going to my study to work now," Ou Shao said in a gentle voice before turning and going upstairs.
What's with this young master Ou? Sometimes he's so stingy, and other times he's so generous? I really don't understand him.
She answered the phone, "Hello?" Her voice was still a little hoarse and disappointed because of what had just happened.
"Xiaoyi, I'm sorry, I've been misunderstanding you all this time..." Lin Hongyu's deep voice was filled with sorrow, self-reproach, and guilt. Because of his father's death and his mother's disability, he was overwhelmed with grief and didn't even think about properly investigating the real culprit, which led him to wrongly accuse Xiaoyi. He felt particularly bad about it...
“Hongyu, this isn’t your fault. Anyone would find it unbearable to experience something so painful and cruel. Besides, all the evidence pointed to me at the time. Even in your grief over losing a loved one, you still testified for me, saying the fire was just an accident and saved my life. I’m truly grateful…”
Luo Xiaoyi's voice choked up, her eyes welled up with tears, and she felt even more guilty. Perhaps, if she traced it back to its source, it was all because of her appearance. If she hadn't appeared in Lin Hongyu's life, perhaps none of this would have happened...
"Xiaoyi, I'm sorry. On the day of the boxing match, I cursed at you. I thought I hated you then, hated that you married someone else and were happily together with someone else. I thought that cursing you would make me feel better; that other men leaving you would give me some relief. I... now I realize that I was just jealous, insanely jealous of the man beside you..."
Lin Hongyu's voice grew lower and hoarser, his speech becoming increasingly stuttering and labored. His tone was so deep, so sorrowful, so poignant it almost brought tears to one's eyes…
"Hongyu, what's wrong? Have you been drinking? Where are you? Is anyone with you?" Luo Xiaoyi immediately became worried. Hearing his incoherent voice and how much pain he was in, he must be drunk.
"I'm at the Candy Bar where we used to come together, sitting at the table we used to sit at. I long to see your face; I long to drink and chat with you; but alas, I can't see you across the table, Xiaoyi. I miss you so much, I really miss you..."
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