The Mu family members were all quite understanding about it, except for Mu Xingfeng. Today, it was evident how protective he was of that girl.
"Don’t worry, I’ll talk to Xingfeng about it. I believe he can understand Grandpa Lin’s feelings."
"Alright then, since everything is clear now, we should be leaving," Shen Zheng said from the side.
He really didn’t expect it was Old Mr. Lin who had locked An Ran up. It seemed that girl’s path was not an easy one.
After seeing off Mu Zhenzong and Shen Zheng, Lin Weidong went to Old Mr. Lin’s room. Lin Ruonan, with heavy steps, walked into the banquet hall.
The banquet hall that was bustling and lively just moments ago was now empty. The large room felt as desolate as her heart.
Lin Ruonan sat down disheartenedly on a chair, reached out to touch her forehead. There, she could still feel the cold presence of the gun’s barrel.
That was the man she had loved for twenty years. Now, pointing a gun at her for another woman. She could fully believe that if the stalemate had continued, he would really shoot her to death.
At the entrance of the banquet hall, Gu Haoyu stood there, looking at the woman not far away.
When Brother, Si, and he agreed to leave together, he stayed behind and asked Lin Junyang for a guest room. He didn’t want to know the outcome, nor did he care about it. He just wondered if the woman in front of him could get past the hurdle in her heart.
Watching her enter the banquet hall alone and despondent, Gu Haoyu went downstairs to follow her.
The man’s broad, warm hand rested on the woman’s shoulder. She was startled and turned to meet his deep eyes.
"Ruonan, don’t be so stubborn anymore." Gu Haoyu looked at this version of Lin Ruonan, his heart aching to the point where he could barely breathe.
Lin Ruonan lowered her gaze, her shoulders beginning to tremble.
"Brother, I know. I have always known, but I can’t control myself. I’ve liked him for twenty years, a whole twenty years. How can I forget him?"
"Even if you can’t forget, you have to try. Do you want to be in pain for the rest of your life?" Mu Xingfeng’s stance couldn’t be more clear; there would be no outcome between them.
Lin Ruonan helplessly began to sob after hearing this. How could she not know? He had told her multiple times that he would never fall in love with her. Yet, she couldn’t contain her feelings. Thɪs chapter is updated by n͟o͟v͟e͟l͟f͟i͟r͟e͟.net
Seeing this fragile Lin Ruonan, Gu Haoyu couldn’t hold back anymore. He pulled her up and embraced her, letting her cry freely in his arms.
This was something he had wanted to do long ago. Watching her painfully struggle with this relationship, he felt powerless. He could only offer comfort as a bystander, which felt awful.
Countless times, he wanted to recklessly tell her that he loved her, that he had loved her, like she loved Mu Xingfeng, for nearly twenty years. But he didn’t dare. The girl’s pride wouldn’t allow him to do that. He feared that speaking out would make him lose her even faster.
But now, looking at the helpless girl struggling, he couldn’t care about anything else. His heart was being ripped apart.
Feeling the girl in his arms gradually stop crying, Gu Haoyu loosened and then tightened his embrace. His deep and rich voice carried a hint of suppression, "Ruonan, the best way to forget someone is through time and a new love. If possible, can I be your new love?"
If possible, can I be your new love?
The sound resonated like a beautiful cello above her head, startling Lin Ruonan to lift her head. Her misty eyes were filled with confusion. Realizing she was still in his embrace, Lin Ruonan hurriedly pushed away from the strong chest in front of her.