Rebirth Sweet Romance: Young Master Luo's Heartfelt Love

In an instant,

Luo Yuting's words, "girlfriend," were clearly heard by everyone present.

Like a pebble thrown into a calm lake,

It instantly stirred up ripples.

Qi Qing'er's expectant gaze froze instantly.

Then,

She seemed to be driven by some unseen force.

He suddenly stood up from his seat.

Eyes wide open,

He asked incredulously:

"Brother Yuting, do you have a girlfriend?"

In that voice,

Mixed with shock, disappointment and resentment,

It was like the beautiful dream she had always held onto.

It was ruthlessly shattered in that instant.

Luo Juefeng also looked astonished.

Mouth slightly open,

His face was filled with surprise and astonishment.

He never expected that

My son actually has a girlfriend!

However, he himself knew nothing about it.

He glanced at Qi Zhiyuan with some panic.

His eyes were full of apology.

His tone carried a hint of embarrassment:

"I've been so busy these past few days, with all sorts of things to do, that I haven't had a chance to have a proper chat with Yu Ting and his son."

After saying that, he quickly turned his gaze to Luo Yuting.

His eyes held both doubt and a hint of reproach:

"Yu Ting, you have a girlfriend? I've never heard your Uncle Tang and the others mention her. Who is she?"

Luo Yuting remained calm and composed.

It was as if the sudden situation before him was completely under his control.

He slightly raised his head, his gaze calm.

A faint smile played at the corners of his lips.

He said three words in a calm and collected manner:

"Tang Xinxin".

These three words struck like a heavy hammer.

It struck Luo Juefeng hard in the heart.

His eyes widened,

His surprise deepened.

He felt as if he had been frozen in place.

I was speechless for a long time.

The surrounding air seemed to freeze at that moment.

It was so quiet you could hear everyone's heartbeat.

At this moment, Qi Zhiyuan frowned slightly.

A hint of surprise flashed in his eyes.

He quickly regained his composure and coughed lightly.

He patted Qi Qing'er's shoulder awkwardly.

An attempt was made to appease.

Song Meijuan's smile froze instantly.

His eyes were filled with disappointment and regret.

He sighed softly and shook his head helplessly.

Luo Juefeng's face was filled with disbelief.

His brows furrowed into a deep frown.

Her eyes were full of reproach, as if she were blaming her son for not telling her sooner.

"how so……"

Qi Qing'er's voice was choked with sobs.

She could no longer bear the suffocating atmosphere.

She turned around abruptly and ran towards the door, crying.

Seeing this, Song Meijuan felt heartache and worry.

She quickly got up.

While calling out "Qing'er, Qing'er"

He quickly chased after her.

Qi Zhiyuan sat in place.

His face was filled with helplessness and embarrassment.

He watched his daughter and wife walk away, one after the other.

There are mixed feelings in my heart.

At this moment, the atmosphere in the living room became extremely awkward.

Qi Zhiyuan slowly stood up.

His eyes revealed a hint of weariness and helplessness.

He looked at Luo Juefeng and forced a smile.

Said:

"Juefeng, what happened today... was really quite sudden. It seems we can only leave it at that for now, let's get together another day."

Luo Juefeng looked apologetic and quickly stood up, saying:

"Old Qi, I'm really sorry that you and your family have been wronged. It's all my fault for not clarifying things properly. I'm truly sorry."

Qi Zhiyuan waved his hand slightly.

"Don't say that, it's no one's fault. Let the children handle their own affairs."

After he finished speaking, he nodded slightly in acknowledgment.

He then turned and walked towards the door.

The once lively living room,

It became deserted within minutes.

Luo Juefeng watched Qi Zhiyuan's retreating figure.

My heart is filled with helplessness and regret.

Luo Yuting stood there quietly.

His posture was as upright as a pine tree.

His expression was as calm as a bottomless lake.

But in those deep eyes,

A hint of fatigue was inadvertently revealed.

Luo Juefeng inadvertently turned his gaze to Luo Yuting.

Seeing his son like this,

My heart moved slightly.

After a moment of silence, Luo

Jue Feng sighed softly.

Slowly he said:

"Yu Ting, you must be tired. It's been a long day. Let's talk about it tomorrow morning."

His tone carried a hint of kindness and concern.

Her eyes were full of heartache for her son.

Luo Yuting slightly raised his head.

Their eyes met.

Nodded gently.

He didn't say much.

He simply followed silently behind Luo Juefeng.

I walked towards the stairs.

The sound of their footsteps echoed in the quiet stairwell.

Climb the stairs.

Second floor, right side

That was Luo Yuting's room back then.

Luo Juefeng gently pushed open the door.

A familiar and warm feeling wafted over me.

Luo Yuting's room still looks the same as it did when he was a child.

Like a corner forgotten by time,

Every detail carries memories of the past.

On the walls of the room, there are still cartoon posters that Luo Yuting loved as a child. Although the colors have faded slightly with the passage of time, they do not diminish the pure childlike fun.

Hanging from the ceiling is the starry chandelier that he loved most in his childhood, each "star" seemingly telling the story of a dreamy night from the past.

On the solid wood desk,

The fairy tale books that Luo Yuting had read were displayed.

They were neat and orderly.

It's as if it's waiting for its owner to return and peruse it at any time.

In one corner of the room is Luo Yuting's toy box from when he was a child.

It was filled with all sorts of toys.

There are Transformers and plush bears.

And his favorite remote-controlled racing car.

These toys, though showing signs of age,

But Luo Juefeng carefully preserved it.

Each piece is like a precious treasure.

On the wall beside the bed hangs a childhood photo of Luo Yuting.

He has a bright smile in the photo, and he looks innocent and pure.

From the unsteady way he first learned to walk,

A group photo with the children.

Each photo records the footprints of his growth.

Luo Juefeng's gaze slowly swept across the room.

Full of deep affection and emotion,

He spoke softly:

“Over the years, I have always had someone clean this room on time. I have never missed a day, just hoping and waiting for the day you come back.”

Luo Yuting stood there, his body trembling slightly.

His once calm eyes instantly became turbulent.

His eyes held surprise and emotion.

More than anything, it was the pent-up emotions that were quietly surging forth at this moment.

He bit his lower lip slightly.

Struggling to suppress the surging emotions within me,

But his slightly trembling hands betrayed him.

After a long while, Luo Yuting finally spoke with difficulty.

His voice carried a barely perceptible sob:

"dad……"

Just one word, yet it contained the complex emotions he was feeling at that moment.

He took a step forward and grasped Luo Juefeng's hand tightly.

It's as if they want to convey their deepest gratitude and warmth through these hands.

Luo Juefeng gently patted Luo Yuting's shoulder.

Gentle tone:

"It's getting late, child. Get some rest. We'll talk again tomorrow morning."

Luo Yuting nodded slightly.

After Luo Juefeng left, Luo Yuting slowly sat down on the edge of the bed.

There are mixed feelings in my heart.

But more than anything, there was an irrepressible joy—

He finally has a home!

A good night's sleep.