Chapter 5: Cleaning Up Her Namesake’s Mess
Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation
Lu Zhao raised his hand to push her away, but he suddenly heard Luo Ying whisper in his ear, “Hubby, let’s not get a divorce, okay?”
Lu Zhao’s raised hand froze in midair. He frowned and thought for a moment to make sure he had not misheard it. Luo Ying had just uttered the word “divorce,” so Luo Ying had not mistaken him for someone else and even called him hubby?
Lu Zhao frowned. “What are you getting at?”
“Hubby, can you carry me home?” With her chin over his shoulder, Luo Ying’s nose twitched proudly out of his sight, but she continued to act coquettishly. “I haven’t eaten anything all day. I’m so hungry and exhausted.”
At that moment, her stomach made a gurgling sound.
Lu Zhao’s hand was still frozen in the air, and he didn’t know whether to pick her up or push her away. He couldn’t help but say, “Are you expecting me to praise you for that? You didn’t eat all day, but decided that it was a good idea to come from the hospital to the clubhouse to get hammered?”
As soon as he finished speaking, Lu Zhao realized that something was wrong.
Initially, he thought Luo Ying was drunk and acting crazy, but now that they were embracing one another, there was no smell of alcohol on Luo Ying, except for disinfectant and hospital medicine. She had not drunk at all, nor was she acting crazy.
At that moment, Lu Zhao and Lin Su had the same thought. What was this woman up to this time? He didn’t think that Luo Ying was trying to go back on her word. After all, in order to force him to divorce, she had even resorted to jumping off a building, or at least threatening to do so. Then what was the reason for Luo Ying’s abnormal behavior now? Lu Zhao couldn’t wrap his mind around it.
Luo Ying obviously didn’t want to give him a chance to figure it out. “Hmph, it’s all your fault. You knew I was chasing you, but you still walked so fast. In the end, I panicked and fell.”
Lu Zhao didn’t understand her intentions and didn’t dare to act rashly. Seeing that she was still trying to blame her plight on him, he laughed in anger. “I did not ask to be chased.”
In any case, every time the two of them quarreled, and he turned around to leave, Luo Ying had never once attempted to chase him. Now that the two of them were about to get a divorce, and she had finally fulfilled her long-cherished wish, what was she trying to pull here?
Was she pitying him? Lu Zhao thought to himself that she’d better not even head down that path, or he wasn’t sure what he would do.
Luo Ying said matter-of-factly, “You’re my husband. Of course, I’d chase you.”
Lu Zhao was speechless for a moment. Were the two of them that close?
Luo Ying was still mumbling, “Look at you. You’re so tall and your legs are so long. My short legs need to work twice as hard to keep up, and you just had to walk so fast. That made things really difficult for me.”
Luo Ying had looked in the mirror before she left. The Luo Ying in the book looked exactly like her. This made Luo Ying wonder if the author of the book hated her and deliberately wrote her into the book and then tortured her in this fictional work.
However, these were all just Luo Ying’s speculations. She didn’t know if they were true or not. Of course, this wasn’t the main point. Regardless, both Luo Yings were in the entertainment industry as idols, so she naturally wouldn’t be short.
She was 168 cm tall, which was the ideal height for both singing and dancing idols on stage and actors. However, she ended up being petite in front of Lu Zhao, who was over 190 cm tall.
This was also one of the reasons why Lu Zhao could allow Luo Ying to hug him and make a scene without losing his composure, and why he did not push her away just yet.
One of his palms could cover her back. He was afraid that if he pushed her away, he would accidentally break her.
Thus, Lu Zhao could only jab away with his mouth. “According to what you’re saying, this is all my fault?”
Luo Ying gently nodded her head that was resting on his shoulder. “Of course, it’s your fault.”
Lu Zhao felt so little strength being exerted by her, but her sharp chin seemed to stab straight into his shoulder blade, turning his legs into jelly.
He moved his shoulders uncomfortably, but Luo Ying hugged him even tighter, and he dared not move. “Since you despise me so much, why don’t you let me go?”
“You’re the one who caused me to be in this state. You’re not allowed to leave me behind.” Luo Ying pressed the attack. “I’m clearly giving you a chance to make up for your mistakes.”
Lu Zhao raised his eyebrows. “Am I supposed to thank you for that?”
“That’s not necessary,” Luo Ying said generously. “I’ll punish you by carrying me home.”
Lu Zhao’s eyes darkened, and he confirmed it again. “Luo Ying, do you hear yourself speak? Are you sure about this?”
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