After rejecting my celebrity husband

Chapter 446 - 449: Proposal [2]

Her face was devoid of any makeup, and she was merely wearing an ordinary T-shirt and denim shorts, with the laces of her flat canvas shoes neatly tied.

The Luo Xiaoqian before him seemed younger than her actual age and even carried a hint of what appeared to be innocence. His gaze fell upon the valuable necklace around her neck before Leng Lin withdrew his eyes.

"What do you want?"

Luo Xiaoqian was taken aback, "I don’t quite understand your meaning."

"A car, a house, a worry-free life, registration in Beijing or perhaps..." Leng Lin’s gaze intensely fixed on her eyes, "everything!"

"Do you think I am with Zimo just for the money?" Luo Xiaoqian countered.

Leng Lin took a sip of tea, "You live in his house, you have his credit card in your purse, and there’s also the two million he gave you in the bank."

"That’s because..."

He raised a hand to signify that she needn’t explain.

"I don’t want to know the reasons, I just want to tell you, if you’re with him for these things, what you are losing is far more precious than what you are gaining." He crossed his hands on the table, "If you’re thinking of marrying into the Leng Family, I have just four words for you: Absolutely impossible!"

Luo Xiaoqian bit her lip, suppressing the urge to storm out and slam the door.

In her heart, she kept admonishing herself.

Stay calm, stay calm!

If you walk out, you admit defeat.

For Zimo, for your future, you can’t admit defeat.

"If you have come to see me just to make me give up on Zimo, all I want to say is, I’m sorry, I love him, I can’t do that!" She stepped back, bowed to him, and then Luo Xiaoqian straightened up calmly, "Thank you for meeting with me, I’m sorry for taking up your time, goodbye!"

Without crying, making a scene, or offering explanations, she turned around, walked calmly to the door, opened it, stepped out, and then closed it gently behind her.

Leng Lin watched the closed door, his face revealing neither anger nor joy.

Yet in his eyes, there was a peculiar glint.

This girl was perhaps not as simple as he had thought.

Luo Xiaoqian clenched her fists tight as she walked out of the club’s main entrance, crossed the road in front of it, and immediately squatted down under the shade of a tree by the roadside.

Those few minutes, those few words had felt like a battle for her.

Her heart was still racing, her light clothes already drenched with cold sweat. She opened her hands to see that her palms were full of sweat and there were four nail marks where she had clenched her fists.

After resting for several minutes, she finally regained her composure and started walking back towards the Workers’ Stadium.

It was just her turn to take the stage. She hurriedly got on, but her mind was preoccupied, and she started half a beat late as she began to sing. Despite trying to adjust, the chorus part was still below standard.

"Stop!" The director immediately called a halt, "Luo Xiaoqian, what’s going on with you?"

The rehearsals had been good up until now, but mistakes in this last rehearsal before the dress rehearsal, especially such a below-standard one, understandably left the director unhappy.

"I’m sorry." Luo Xiaoqian hastily apologized.

Xu Pei came over, "Everyone’s surely tired from the continuous work. How about we take a break for a bit?!"

She was the live show supervisor for this concert, in charge of the music section, and naturally, she had to be present for tonight’s final dress rehearsal.

The director waved his hand, "Take a fifteen-minute break, then we’ll run through it again!"

"Sister Xu Pei, thank you!" Luo Xiaoqian expressed her thanks and stepped down from the stage with Xu Xia.

Xu Pei observed her visibly upset mood and coldly smiled.