After rejecting my celebrity husband

Chapter 705 - 709: There is a Weakness Called Love! [1]

What can make a calm person as adorably childish as a child can only be love.

Hearing Leng Zimo’s somewhat childish threat, Luo Xiaoqian curled her lips into a light laugh, and reached out to gently cover his hand which was near the gear shift in the car.

Leng Zimo carefully drove the car, his hand flipped over to tightly hold her slightly cool fingers in his palm.

Through the unfamiliar city, down the unfamiliar streets, the car left the city, traveling through the night.

At the end of the tree-lined road, the castle’s lights were bright as a lighthouse in the Night Sea.

It was her castle, his home.

The car stopped at the entrance, the butler hurried down the steps to open the car doors for them, Leng Zimo led Luo Xiaoqian by the hand up the stairs.

In the living room, the lights were bright, Leng Lin sat on the sofa with the security guard Xiao Liu standing beside him.

"Uncle Leng," Luo Xiaoqian tried to act as if nothing had happened, "you... Why haven’t you gone to bed yet?"

"Uncle has been waiting for you two," Leng Lin smiled as if nothing had happened either.

"Sweetheart, go upstairs and have a nice hot bath."

Leng Zimo let go of Luo Xiaoqian’s hand and gently patted her back.

"Okay," she agreed, nodding gently to Leng Lin, "Uncle Leng, I’m going upstairs now."

"Go on, get some rest," Leng Lin said softly.

Luo Xiaoqian climbed the stairs, her silhouette soon disappearing around the corner.

Only when her footsteps faded to silence did Leng Lin gently raise his hand, "Xiao Liu, go to Qin Lan’s castle and fetch my medicine for me."

Xiao Liu also left, leaving only the father and son in the vast living room.

One sat and the other stood, both with somber expressions.

Leng Lin stood up from the sofa and asked softly, "Was it Xu Pei..."

"The last time," Leng Zimo cut him off, "This is the last time. I’ll let it slide that you mentioned her in front of me this time, but please, don’t ever mention her name in front of me again."

Leng Lin’s gaze settled on his son’s face for a moment. This tough old man, who had been strong and assertive all his life, wasn’t upset by his son’s manner. He simply bent down slowly to sit back on the sofa, nodded gently, and spoke warmly, "Alright, it’s late, go to bed."

Raising his right hand to dig into his pocket, Leng Zimo turned and headed toward the stairs, stopped after a few steps, turned back to look at his father on the sofa, "Tomorrow morning we fly to Beijing, you should rest early too, after we get back you still need to prepare for the surgical examination."

"I know, get some sleep. I’ll sit for a bit longer and then go to bed after taking the medicine," Leng Lin responded from the sofa.

Without further urging, Leng Zimo turned and went upstairs.

He understood his father’s feelings, as well as everyone else’s. It was precisely because he knew all this that he had to stand resolutely and decisively by Luo Xiaoqian’s side.

The scales of the human heart tend to tip towards the downtrodden. At this moment, Xu Pei was undoubtedly the one most likely to garner sympathy. When everyone else couldn’t help but lean towards Xu Pei, he leaned even more towards Luo Xiaoqian.

She had already endured too much, he couldn’t let her be alone anymore.

On the sofa, Leng Lin listened to his son’s footsteps fade on the staircase and sighed deeply and long.

A father knows his son best. He understood Leng Zimo, and because he understood, he wasn’t upset by his son’s ruthlessness.

But Xu Pei, ah, the child who had lived with them for so many years, how could he, as an elder, be as decisive as Leng Zimo?