She had just stepped out when the man’s breathy and affectionate voice reached her from behind.
"Chingching, I... I’ve actually liked you for a long ti!"
Upon hearing that familiar voice, Luo Xiaoqian froze, and her right foot that had stepped out fell back to its original spot. She turned sharply, looking back at the person behind her.
White casual attire, tousled hair, a delicately handso profile kissed by the sunlight, and bright eyes brimming with deep emotion...
Who else could the man before her be if not Lu Hao?!
Life is so lodramatic, to encounter him even here.
"Really?!"
The young girl pressed against the wall by Lu Hao had a refined face, flushed with a mix of shyness and joy.
How could such a girl deserve to be ruined by this beast?
"How could it be true?!" Luo Xiaoqian scoffed coldly, "This man is incapable of liking anyone. He only loves himself!"
Lu Hao turned his face to see Luo Xiaoqian standing by the door. Startled at first, his eyes soon filled with annoyance.
What rotten luck, to finally invite the esteed daughter of the Tan family, Tan Chingching, and then bump into her here!
"Miss, you must be mistaken," he feigned not knowing her.
"Mistaken?" Luo Xiaoqian lifted her chin, slightly raising her eyes to look at him, "Lu Hao, 25 years old, born on October 27, 183 cm tall, wears size 105 for tops, size 43 for shoes, dislikes spicy food, prefers to drink a small cup of water before eating... Did I get it wrong?"
"Lu Hao?" Tan Chingching raised her eyebrows in confusion. Luo Xiaoqian’s description was so precise that even a fool could see she knew Lu Hao, "What’s going on here, who is she?"
"Chingching, wait a mont, I’ll handle this quickly!"
Seeing his beloved’s rising suspicions, Lu Hao instantly felt a surge of anger. After offering Tan Chingching a gentle smile, he turned and strode over to Luo Xiaoqian.
Towering over her, his tone shifted to sothing else entirely, tinged with disgust, resignation, and hypocrisy.
"Miss Luo, I know you have feelings for , and I am grateful for your sentint and support, but I am sorry, the only person I like is Chingching. Please leave, don’t keep following like this. You’re just wasting your ti!"
Miss Luo?
He called her Miss Luo!
Wasn’t it ti for him to call her Qianqian, his beloved Xiao Qian?!
Luo Xiaoqian stared at the face before her, so familiar yet now so alien, her heart ached as though slashed by a blade.
Was this man really the one who had held her in his arms, promising to sing a thousand love songs for her, vowing to work hard to earn money to buy a camper and take her to see all the beautiful sights in the world?
Ten years, a full ten years.
And he could be so heartless?!
"Lu Hao, you bastard!"
With an upraised hand, she swung her palm toward his face.
Lu Hao raised his hand, catching her wrist and pushing her to the ground, "Miss Luo, my patience has its limits!"
"Lu Hao, let it go!" Tan Chingching stepped forward, placing a hand on Lu Hao’s shoulder, kindly intervening.
"I’m sorry, I lost my composure!" Letting go of Luo Xiaoqian and moving aside with Tan Chingching, Lu Hao offered her an apologetic smile, "Can you give two minutes? I’ll be right back, okay?"
"I’ll wait for you in the private room!" Tan Chingching nodded understandingly, and with a glance toward Luo Xiaoqian, she advised in a low voice, "Console her properly, she looks like she really likes you!"
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