A pampered young lady from a prestigious family, pampered by her childhood sweetheart, a CEO.

After a few rounds of drinks, the neon lights came on.

The lobby on the first floor was brightly lit, with seductive dancers and deafening music.

Xu Shuli's mind was also dizzy, and there were many figures in front of her. She had something on her mind, and she drank the low-alcohol fruit wine like it was water, pouring it down her throat as if it were free.

Lin Ran frowned, wanting to stop her, but Gu Baisheng shook his head and stopped him, lowering his voice, "If Yaoyao is unhappy, let her vent it herself."

Lin Ran said indignantly, "You're still protecting that bastard Luo Yunqi."

Gu Baisheng neither refuted nor agreed, and he and Chen Li helped Xu Qiluo walk out with their arms around her shoulders.

Xu Qiluo guarded his sister like a protector, so how could they possibly have any time alone together? The few glasses of wine he drank were no ordinary fruit wine.

Luo Yunqi will repay this favor properly.

The room suddenly became quiet.

Lin Ran looked at Xu Shuli, whose face was flushed and who was still drinking. Luo Yunqi was half-squatting in front of her. Even though she couldn't see the expression on his face, the sadness around him was so overwhelming that it made her feel sorry for him. Lin Ran almost gritted her teeth.

"Bastards, we really owe you guys."

He grabbed his coat from the sofa, opened the door to leave, then turned back. "Luo Gou, Yao Yao doesn't owe you anything. You're the one who let her down. No matter how many slaps she gives you, you'd better take them."

According to that kind of relationship and seniority, Luo Yunqi would have to call Lin Ran "Second Brother".

"I understand, it's what I owe her."

He slightly tugged at the corner of his lips, and slowly, solemnly, said each word.

Lin Ran closed the door, and the room became their own private world.

“Yaoyao…”

He knew that his youngest sister had a high alcohol tolerance and never got drunk outside.

Luo Yunqi's eyes were slightly red as he reached out to touch her face. His fingers were outstretched in mid-air as he knelt on one knee in front of her, the flickering light occasionally shining on his face.

He cried, his eyes were wet.

The wine glass in her hand fell to the ground with a thud. Xu Shuli turned her head away, stopping his touch, her voice slightly hoarse.

"Young Master Luo, you're blocking my way."

Xu Shuli was naturally beautiful, and when she wasn't smiling, she exuded a cool and aloof aura. Her dark eyes were devoid of any emotional fluctuation, and her gaze, fixed intently on him, was chillingly cold, as if they weren't good friends who had known each other for over twenty years, but rather strangers passing by.

Luo Yunqi felt a sudden, sharp pain in his heart, as if burned by that gaze, yet he couldn't look away.

The wine in the glass dripped silently onto the blanket, filling the air with its aroma.

"Yaoyao, I'm sorry... I'm so sorry..."

Luo Yunqi knelt on one knee on the blanket, looking up at her. He felt as if there were shards of glass shards in his eyes, piercing him with pain, and his heart ached even more.

Xu Shuli gazed at that handsome, flawless face, her heart still aching, but her mouth remained as hard as stone. "Young Master Luo is joking. You are so high and mighty, what's wrong with that? You are the heir to the head of these five great families..."

Amidst endless mockery, Xu Shuli finished speaking, her eyes suddenly filled with tears. Before, their least worrying thing was their family background; before, they were completely different.

Xu Shuli's few words seemed to hide knives, cutting into his heart and lungs again and again.

"Yaoyao...please..." Luo Yunqi tremblingly gripped her hands that were hanging limply at her sides, rubbing his face against the back of her hands. They were cold, no longer warm as before.

He cried so pitifully, his face covered in tears, desperately begging for her forgiveness and trying desperately to keep her.

"Yaoyao, please...please don't leave me...Yaoyao..."

Xu Shuli tried to speak, but her throat felt like it was glued shut. Luo Yunqi shouldn't be like this. He should be proud and arrogant, not like this, kneeling before her with tears streaming down his face, completely unseemly.

"Brother Yunqi..."

Luo Yunqi abruptly stopped pleading, staring at her with red eyes, and that familiar address returned.

"Then tell me, why did you leave back then? Why did you leave me alone at the engagement ceremony? Was your confession on campus even true? Did you really like me? Did you really care about me?"

Her voice was soft and gentle, but each question felt like a heavy pound, making it hard for him to breathe.

“Yaoyao…”

“Stand up and speak. You don’t have to beg for my forgiveness. You have your choices, and I have my attitude.”

Xu Shuli broke free from his grip on her hand and leaned back slightly. "I just need a reason, I need an explanation."

All the noise in the room faded away at this moment, as if silenced, leaving only pure blackness and pure coldness. Luo Yunqi suddenly felt calm and still.

The two looked at each other in silence. He had only one belief in his heart: he would never break up with Xu Shuli in such a terrible situation. They should be a match made in heaven. They should hold each other's hands forever and stay together forever.

Luo Yunqi half-supported himself on the table next to him and stood up. Perhaps because he had been squatting for too long, his legs were numb and he almost knelt down again. Xu Shuli twitched her fingers, but she steeled herself and calmed him down.

Luo Yunqi turned over and sat down next to her. "Yaoyao, do you still remember my mother?"

The beautiful woman in my memory who was very quiet.

Xu Shuli remained silent, listening quietly to him. She wasn't drunk; she had a high alcohol tolerance, but was just dizzy. She had made a fuss earlier, but was now mostly sober.

"She's gone mad."

Xu Shuli straightened her body.

His voice sounded particularly deep and pleasant in the quiet room, with a hint of barely perceptible hoarseness and hatred.

"The Luo family has too many enemies, attracting a lot of envy, and there are many collateral branches. The day before our engagement, she went shopping with the family's nanny and was drugged..."

Luo Yunqi's voice suddenly stopped, and Xu Shuli probably realized something as well, her heart suddenly gripped by someone.

“After she came back, she went completely insane. We spent money to suppress all the negative news. Although she never cared about me, she is still my mother.”

“My dad and grandpa wanted to send her abroad for treatment. She doesn’t love my dad, and she doesn’t love me, I know all that… On the day of our engagement, she got lost at the airport. I don’t know where she got the phone, or how she memorized my number… She said she didn’t want to leave, but someone was chasing her… She was scared…”

At this point, Xu Shuli roughly understood the situation: a mysterious force was harming her aunt, and in order to protect her, Luo Yunqi also went abroad.

"Yaoyao... I made a really stupid choice that day. I left you there all alone... I didn't dare to tell you... I was afraid that the people who hurt my mother would hurt you too..."

Luo Yunqi raised his hand to shield his eyes, his clothes becoming wet with tears, as the heavy weight on his heart was gradually lifted.

"Yaoyao, I'm sorry... You can choose not to forgive me now..."

"But, could you let me win you back?"

"Yaoyao, please don't keep refusing to forgive me, okay?"