C8 You Are the Darling of My Life

At this point, his tears began to fall …

"It's all my fault. If I had successfully given birth to that child, we would have already married three years ago … Brother Su Yan, I was the one who caused us to have to wait three more years before we could enter the marriage hall. It's all my fault, wuu … "Woo woo …"

The beautiful apple face was buried in Su Yan's arms as it sobbed silently.

Su Yan caressed her trembling back lovingly, "Darling, I don't want to see you blame yourself the most, so don't cry anymore, hmm?"

The corridor seemed to be bottomless. Leh Luorann had obviously walked far enough, but the sound of a woman crying and a man comforting her could still be heard.

She just didn't want to walk fast enough.

Suddenly, he felt a heart-wrenching pain.

She, who had walked too fast, had actually twisted her leg at this critical juncture.

Enduring the excruciating pain, Leh Luorann slowly walked forward.

"I'll take you home and get in the car." Su Yan's voice came from behind.

Leh Luorann frowned deeply. "No need."

"Dye, I've turned my feet before. I know how painful it is. There's only a few hundred meters between here and the nearest bus stop. Don't force yourself. Come on in the car."

Bai Qingwan, who was in the cockpit, also "kindly" invited him.

Leh Luorann's mind was in a mess as she tried her best to resist the urge to curse.

However, Su Yan was following her like a shadow. No matter how fast she walked, his red Lamborghini was as fast as she was moving.

"Dye, don't force me to be strong against you."

Leh Luorann lost control of her last line.

"You're really a bitch. It's been a long time. Su Yan, Bai Qingwan, I don't want to see you two ever again, this time acting false and pretentious. Scram!"

His chest heaved as he pointed at the end of the street with his trembling fingers.

"Scram!"

"All of you, scram!"

"Dye, Brother Su Yan and I are doing this for your own good. How can you do this?" Bai Qingwan bit her lip in grievance, tears flowing down her face once again.

Su Yan, who had completely lost his patience, kicked the door open with a gloomy face as he reached out to grab Leh Luorann.

"Squeak!"

The sound of brakes rang in the night.

A streamlined black sedan car flew over like a phantom, accurately blocking the path between Su Yan and Leh Luorann.

Su Yan didn't stop in time and crashed into the car.

Leh Luorann was also shocked senseless by this unforeseen event.

Before she could understand what had happened, the car door was pushed open and a long arm wrapped around her waist, pulling her into the car.

"BOOM!"

The car door slammed shut.

The luxurious black car turned into a black shadow and flew away in the blink of an eye.

Su Yan stood still in the pungent smell. His right hand was still in the posture of grabbing forward. His black eyes were filled with desolation.

"The limited edition Supreme Ocean Palace's Sibel [1] is worth $1.6 billion. I didn't believe it when the people from staff said that it was because of the gold mine. When they saw the luxurious car that picked her up, I believed them …"

Bai Qingwan, who got out of the car, took Su Yan's arm.

"Brother Su Yan, I really want to be a good and clean girl forever. I didn't expect that in the end, she still chose to sell off her pride like some female celebrities."

Su Yan's thin lips were tightly shut, but the color in his eyes became deeper.

He had heard about a Rolls-Royce that picked up Leh Luorann last night. Today, this Sibel car was the same as the Rolls-Royce, also a top-tier Martial Saint …

Someone who possessed such a luxurious car was not someone that the Su Clan could compare to.

What shocked him even more was that just now, he had already felt the powerful aura from inside the car when he was outside. The icy cold danger had caused him to still be unable to catch his breath even now.

This made him think of a name.

Could it be him?

How could Leh Luorann have interacted with someone of that level?

If it really was him …

Hopefully, it wasn't him!

~ ~

Leh Luorann sat in the car. Until now, Su Yan and Bai Qingwan's figures were still lingering in her mind, and her mood could not calm down for a long time.

Her right leg was grabbed by a large hand, causing her to tremble in fear.

"Sit down."

The man's voice was calm like the wind, but it seemed to possess a magic that could not be defied.

As if controlled, she sat firmly in the car seat and let Lu Shaochen lift her foot and place it on his leg.

A needle-like pain came from his ankle, and then, under the kneading of his fingers, all the pain was dispersed, turning into a wave of extreme comfort.

"Move, does it hurt?"

She moved her feet obediently and there was no longer any trace of pain.

"It doesn't hurt anymore." She smiled and turned her gaze away just as she was about to meet his gaze.

"I know Mr. Lu has an extremely prestigious status, but he actually helped an ordinary girl like me to rub his feet. I don't know how to thank you."

Lu Shaochen: "No need to thank me, I'm willing to massage your feet for the rest of my life."

"..."

Even though she knew it was just a joke, Leh Luorann still panicked, her cheeks flushed red.

A man like Lu Shaochen was too scary. Even though she clearly wanted to stay away from him, she had no immunity to him.

"A talent show like 'Song and Dance to Peace' has unfathomable depth and unspoken rules. You don't have to go into this mess. If you want to become famous, I'll glorify you."

A magnetic voice resounded in her ears.

Yes.

How could she, who lived in River City, not know that the celebrities that Mr. Lu wanted would all become famous.

"Thank you."

She smiled. Lu Shaochen kept staring at her, but she didn't dare to raise her head.

"But I didn't join this show to make a name for myself. I appreciate Mr. Lu's good intentions."

A euphemistic rejection.

She understood.

There was never such a thing as a free lunch in this world. Mr. Lu wanting to praise her also meant that she had to agree to his proposal.

"As long as you marry me, I will give you everything you want. You will be the darling of me, Lu Shaochen, for the rest of my life. Isn't that good?"

The man's voice was slightly heavy.

Another proposal.

No flowers, no rings, just a promise that was more than anything.

"No..."

Just a clear rejection.

His heart was beating so fast and his breathing was so heavy that he could not utter another word.

There was a pain in his jaw.

The man gently pinched her chin with his bony fingers and slowly lifted her little face.

"Am I not worthy of you?"

A magnetic voice filled her imperfect face.

She had to look him in the eye. His eyes were so deep and so hot that her voice trembled.

"What are you saying Mr. Lu? Mr. Lu's name is famous in the outside world and is extremely glorious. He is the marriage partner that millions of beauties yearn for in their dreams. I am not worthy of you."

But was she mistaken?

At the moment he was rejected, she seemed to see a hint of injury flash through his eyes that were as vast as the ocean.

Lu Shaochen was silent for a good three seconds, "Because of the bright moon? Do you mind if I have a child? "