God of Racing

Chapter 481 - 470

Lu Jinxuan held the phone, an unread message lying inside.

It was the message Yu Sangwan sent to Pei Pei... She deleted it, and he had someone restore it. Knowing she was still thinking of leaving him, he remained silent.

"Young Master." Tang Yueze stood behind him, "What should we do now?"

Lu Jinxuan curled his lips into a smile devoid of any warmth, "Go pick her up, how could such an important occasion today be missing her?"

"... Yes." Tang Yueze lowered his head, he clearly saw a trace of despair in the Young Master’s eyes earlier... Could even the Young Master feel despair?

...

By the seaside, An Zihao jumped onto a small boat and extended his hand to Yu Sangwan, "Wanwan, come on, jump up!"

Yu Sangwan was somewhat scared but gritted her teeth and grasped An Zihao’s hand, leaping onto the boat. She misjudged her strength and hit her knee, wincing in pain. An Zihao quickly supported her, "Wanwan, are you okay?"

"Mm." Yu Sangwan shook her head, enduring the pain, "It’s fine, let’s go quickly!"

"Okay." Not daring to waste any time, An Zihao immediately started the small boat.

However, they hadn’t gone far before several yachts surrounded them from all sides, waves churning as they were encircled.

Yu Sangwan stood up in shock, clutching An Zihao’s arm, "Zi Hao!"

An Zihao patted her hand, "Don’t be afraid! I’ll definitely get you out of here!"

He said it, but with just himself and a single boat, how could he fight against these people? They struggled at sea for only a short time before finding themselves with nowhere left to go. The waves soaked them completely, and with his face turning pale, An Zihao stopped midsail.

Amidst the drifting sea, Lu Jinxuan appeared on one of the yachts, accompanied by Tang Yueze.

He looked down at the two people on the small boat, his eyes full of cold indifference.

An Zihao swallowed hard, supporting Yu Sangwan, and shook his head powerlessly, "Wanwan, I’m sorry."

"..." Yu Sangwan frowned, "No, I should be the one saying sorry."

Seeing them like this, Lu Jinxuan’s anger flared, yet his gaze grew even colder.

"Come over here." Lu Jinxuan didn’t name names, but it was clear to whom he was speaking.

Yu Sangwan shook her head, "No... Jinxuan, if you must blame my father for what happened to your brother, I have nothing to say, but... I’m his daughter, I can’t bring myself to hate him with you! Don’t force me; I have to go back!"

"You..." Lu Jinxuan felt the words stuck in his chest, "Seeing this scum, how can you still harbor expectations for your father? If you leave today, you will regret it!"

Yu Sangwan bit her lower lip, "But, just watching him suffer, while being with you, I... can’t do it."

Once again facing such a choice, Lu Jinxuan decided against reasoning with her, extending his hand, "Wanwan, today is important for me... Come up, and I’ll take you to see Grandfather!"

"..." Yu Sangwan was stunned, not understanding how, under these circumstances, she could still meet the Lu Family elders?

With difficulty, she shook her head, "No, Lu Jinxuan, I can’t go with you. When you decided to confront my father, you should’ve realized, it’s impossible for us. I won’t meet your grandfather... let’s break up!"

Lu Jinxuan froze completely, seemingly unable to believe his ears, turning his head to ask softly, "What did you just say?"

"I said... let’s break up." Yu Sangwan felt as if her heart were being sliced open, yet she had no choice but to make this decision. Given the insurmountable divide between them, breaking up was the only result.

Lu Jinxuan’s eyes reddened, nodding dully, the long lines of his eyes narrowing, "Wanwan, didn’t we say we’d be together forever... aren’t we in love?"

Faced with his inquiry, Yu Sangwan couldn’t bear to look at him, turning her gaze aside.

"Even like this, you still want to break up with me?" Lu Jinxuan’s voice was fragile, as if it could shatter at a touch.

Yu Sangwan couldn’t bring herself to answer directly, "Jinxuan, my dad needs me..."

Lu Jinxuan nearly blurted out... then what about him? Could he do without her? He’d said countless times he couldn’t live without her! Had she ever taken it to heart, even once?

Now, seeing her determined to leave, what could he do? Lu Jinxuan nodded, his brow already a mask of indifference, "Fine, I’ll grant you that... you can go!"

With that said, he suddenly turned around.

"..." Yu Sangwan was stunned, not expecting his agreement to be so abrupt, her gaze locked on his back, slowly blurring.

Lu Jinxuan suddenly paused his steps, facing away from her, sighed, "Wanwan, why aren’t you wearing the clothes I told you to wear?"

"Hm?" Yu Sangwan asked in surprise, did he mean that set of black clothes?

Lu Jinxuan shook his head and sneered, asking further, "Did you open them?"

Yu Sangwan remained silent, she’d only glanced at it, not giving it a proper look. "What about it?"

"What about it?" Lu Jinxuan’s voice was full of mockery, "Yu Sangwan, you missed this opportunity; you’ll never know ’what about it’!"

"Yuezhe, let’s go back!"

Tang Yueze took a look at Yu Sangwan, shaking his head, "Yes, Young Master."

The yachts encircling them dispersed, yet Yu Sangwan had not recovered, wondering what Lu Jinxuan’s words really meant?

"Wanwan." An Zihao took off his coat and placed it over her, "It’s windy, don’t be cold."

"Zihao!" Yu Sangwan grabbed An Zihao’s hand, her delicate brows furrowed, "You came with the guests, do you know what event Lu Jinxuan is having today?"

"You..." An Zihao was quite surprised, blurting out, "You really don’t know?"

Yu Sangwan shook her head earnestly, feeling like this answer... would be quite shocking to her.

After thinking it over, An Zihao replied honestly, "Today, it’s reportedly Lu Jinxuan’s grandfather’s death anniversary... Lu Jinxuan grew up on this island with his grandfather."

"..." Yu Sangwan felt as if she’d been hit hard on the head, leaving her completely dazed, her mind buzzing with white noise, unable to hear anything.

That day, he’d mentioned this was the place of his birth, that he’d lived here until he was five years old... that his mother was too overbearing, his parents too disconnected... that he’d felt so alone, he didn’t want to be alone anymore...

He’d worn a black suit today, and that day he’d asked Tang Yueze to match her clothes with his...

She had opened the box earlier, sensed something was unusual, but... she’d been solely focused on leaving him, without ever asking what day today really was!

"Ah!" Yu Sangwan clutched her head, crying in agony, "I’m sorry, I’m sorry...!"

An Zihao watched her, frightened, "Wanwan?"

Yu Sangwan was oblivious to his presence, shaking her head vigorously, "Jinxuan, I’m sorry... I didn’t know! I’m sorry for leaving you alone... but what can I do? My father, can’t you forgive him? I had no choice, I’m sorry!"

The sound of her crying drifted away as An Zihao squatted down, trying to hug her but in the end... didn’t dare to.