"So it’s Young Master Luo Yanhao," Luo Qianqian feigned calm, a relieved look on her face, and said to the driver, "Did Young Master Luo prepare the noodles with hot oil for me?"
"You can order once you get there," the driver replied.
Order once we get there? It seems we will meet at a restaurant, which is easier to handle. Nothing should happen with so many people around.
"Alright," Luo Shufan, seeing his sister’s relieved demeanor, also felt at ease and said to her:
"Is it the same brother from yesterday? So he’s also a Luo, what a coincidence. I must say, Shufan, you really got it right."
"Yes, quite a coincidence." Luo Qianqian lowered her eyes, thinking darkly whether she should go back and change her surname to her mother’s.
"Here we are, please get out of the car." The car stopped. Luo Qianqian looked through the car window and realized it wasn’t any restaurant but an enormously large villa complex, her face showing a bitter smile. Yes, Luo Yanran is so wealthy, and I always thought it was just from his own earnings, but now I think it might also be because his family is originally rich. Entering a place , it’s uncertain whether one can even leave.
By this time, Luo Shufan had already gotten out of the car, and said to his sister still inside: "Qianqian, look how big the house is."
Yes, it’s big, I just fear this might be the place where I end my life.
"Are you coming out? What’s wrong?" Luo Shufan pulled open the car door, looking at his sister.
Luo Qianqian looked at her brother with a face full of despair, not saying a word.
"Qianqian, Shufan, you’re here." Luo Yanran’s voice reached Luo Qianqian’s ears.
Luo Qianqian jumped out of the car as if resurrected and hugged Luo Yanran, crying her eyes out: "Please take us back to the hotel, I’m scared."
"Qianqian, what are you scared of?" Luo Shufan didn’t understand his sister’s expression from just a moment ago, those dead, still eyes that seemed as if she was about to leave this world the next second, and his heart panicked, following after his sister, holding onto her.
"Has everyone arrived? Why didn’t you bring them inside?" Luo Yanhao walked out of the house, seeing Luo Qianqian, who was crying like a rain-soaked pear blossom, hugging Luo Yanran, a look of surprise on his face: "What’s going on?"
"Ah, it’s really that big brother, so you’re also a Luo." Luo Shufan saw that he hadn’t guessed wrong, still looking excited.
"The inevitable has to be faced sooner or later, doesn’t it?" Luo Yanran, seeing the state Luo Qianqian was in, knew that his sister with wild imaginations must have gotten the wrong idea, thinking that their family was out for revenge or something.
"Spare my brother, if you must kill or maim, then I alone am enough, let my brother go, my mother still needs someone to take care of her in old age, I assure you our family has no ill intentions towards yours." Luo Qianqian slowly inched forward on her knees by Luo Yanran’s leg, her snow-white down jacket stained with tear marks, slowly spreading.
"What’s wrong? Don’t you dare touch my sister!" Luo Shufan, hearing his sister’s words, was a bit stunned but still hugged his sister, his gaze wary, looking at the two who had enjoyed a meal happily together just yesterday.
"Luo Yanran! What exactly did you do?!" Luo Yanhao, seeing the siblings’ expressions and his brother’s ambiguous words just a moment ago, instantly thought that his brother must have been up to mischief.
"What’s happening?" Luo Xiying, hearing car noises for a long time but not seeing anyone, and then hearing her second nephew shouting so loudly, quickly ran out, seeing her little niece crying her lungs out and her little nephew looking at her two nephews with guarded eyes.
"It’s not my fault, this is what she assumed the first time she met me, I just thought it was funny to go along with it..." Luo Yanran, seeing his brother’s cold glare, instinctively wanted to back away but was already being hugged by his little cousin and couldn’t move.
Luo Xiying picked up Luo Qianqian, fiercely kicked Luo Yanran: "You little rascal, I told you not to look for her, and you had to go, and now you’ve caused such a big mess!" She pulled up Luo Shufan and whispered: "Do you remember me? It’s okay, I’ll help you teach them a lesson."
"Leave it to me." Luo Yanhao clenched his fists, dragging a howling Luo Yanran towards another side of the villa, as screams several times more agonizing than Luo Qianqian’s earlier could be heard. Luo Shufan couldn’t help but rub his arms.
Luo Qianqian, by now, had forgotten to cry, her mind in a fog, what on earth was happening?
"Let’s go, you must all be hungry, we’ve been waiting for you for a long time." Luo Xiying saw her little nephew’s wary gaze and the hand gripping his sister’s clothes tightly, a bitter smile on her face: Luo Yanran, it’s not that I won’t save you, but you’re probably going to get beaten up a few times.
"What’s going on here?" Luo Family’s Old Master Luo Guohui had been waiting for this grandson and granddaughter for a long time, having just changed into his most presentable clothes and coming downstairs only to see his youngest son holding his granddaughter with tear-stained cheeks, and his grandson looking at him with a confused, defensive look.