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Lu chewed and let the sweetness of the prawn fill her palate. Her man was as sweet, like time never turned back to before.

They used to have a future and a solid ground for them to hold hands.

Well, not anymore!

It hurt her heart even more thinking about it.

Her sight grew blurry as tears welled up in her eyes. It was corrosive as her toxic family but she must swallow it like her pride.

That was when a peculiar heat raided her ears, that caused her body to stiffen.

I see. It was Huo Yunting, whispering with a smile, My uncle actually knows you well.

There was no response from his woman, only a few soft cracks coming from her knuckles holding the chopsticks.

Oh wow, all the rage just because of the few words I uttered.

Sister knows best. He smiled, Not forgetting to pick more husbands on the road, just like your mother. I am so *impressed*.

The chopsticks snapped before they fell onto the ground.

Huo Yunting, on the successful attempt of enraging the beast, straightened his back as he smiled like a jolly knight.

Please get her another pair of chopsticks, said Huo Chen proactively to the maid.

Im fine. Im done anyway. Enjoy the evening while Ill be in my room. Lu quickly wiped her mouth, obviously tired with the dinner.

She had already planned to leave from the beginning. It was merely Huo Yuntings senseless words that had become the last straw. She frantically got up and scurried from the scene. Huo Chen looked at his beloved running away, with worries in his eyes.

Madam Xue sighed as she viewed her daughters exit, and was particularly astonished by Chens concerning stare.

It felt a little too much for a kind cousin, to be frank.

There must be some other reasons but Madam Xue could not figure out any, as she looked at her plate, digging in again.

Huo Chens dinner finally began after Lu had left, while Huo Yunting lost his smiley grimace staring at the empty seat next to him.

Lu ran back to her room and locked the door, the windows, even the ones in the bathroom.

Huo Yunting was a master thief. He could just show up at any door or window magically.

In the spacious room contained by the darkness, the curtains were pulled shut. She sat on the cold floor of polished marble, rubbing her face on her knees.

Finally, she could cry. She could cry as much as she wanted. No one would bother this time. The expression of her entity, her true feelings, they all overflowed in her heart like her tears streaming down her cheeks. She gradually shifted to the carpet and sobbed.

Why it has to be like this today?

What has happened?

There were over 7.7 billion people in this world, why must the unfortunate person be me, who got caught up with the Huo family?

It almost felt like karma, especially with Huo Yunting.

He probably came back to avenge himself on me.

Why?

A few knocks on the door disrupted her thoughts. It was a very specific rhythm and she knew who it was.

Yang, could I talk to you for a moment? The voice rang warmly from the outside.

Lu immediately wiped her eyes in circles of messy mascaras.

She wanted to meet him but she did not know how.

Even if she tried avoiding Chen at all cost, it would be only a matter of time till they met again in this cursed mansion.

Thus, the obvious solution would be to clarify everything before things happened.

She gravely pulled her body up from the carpet. She was panting as she dragged herself to the door. It was dead silent out there but she could feel his comforting presence behind the door.

He was always that patient with her.

She stood up as soon as she arrived by the door. She took a deep breath, tidied up her tousled hair and turned the doorknob.

The yellowish light of the corridor shone into her room, like Chens existence into her life.