The night was enchanting, and the neon lights in the city seemed more beautiful against the snowflakes on the ground.
Song Yunxuan stood in the square outside the hotel, staring into the snowflakes in the sky.
At the moment, Mei Qi asked, âWanna go somewhere else?â
Song Yunxuan smiled, replying, âI thought you would be against my going farther.â
Mei Qi replied, âDonât worry. I can protect you anyway.â
Hearing that, Song Yunxuan smiled, replying, âThanks.â
From the bottom of her heart, she thanked Mei Qi for accompanying her now.
Song Yunxuan adjusted her scarf, covering most of her face. Then she walked to the Epoch Square with Mei Qi.
The square was a tourist attraction invested and constructed by the government of Harbor City as a landmark.
The first snow in Harbor City had attracted many guests staying in the King Hotel. When Song Yunxuan arrived there, there were a lot of people in the square.
Many teens were taking selfies.
Almost every one of the young people was busy taking photos, retouching them, and uploading them to their moments.
There were also couples of young lovers hiding in the corner of the square, hugging and kissing.
Memories crowded Song Yunxuanâs mind when she saw all this.
Everything around her affected her mood as the neon lights flashed in turn.
She slightly clenched her fingers.
Her eyes glistened with tears.
Just at that moment, there came a gust of wind, blowing little snowflakes onto Song Yunxuanâs hair.
Song Yunxuan covered her eyes with her hand. Then she saw a slim young man holding a white candle that was just lit and carefully putting it onto a step.
The young man attracted Song Yunxuanâs attention.
Mei Qi followed Song Yunxuanâs gaze.
He was a handsome young man with white skin and black hair, wearing a black windbreaker. He pressed his lips. From his eyes, one could not tell what his mood was. Nevertheless, he looked extremely calm.
Song Yunxuan frowned, walking to the young man involuntarily.
Mei Qi followed Song Yunxuan over. When they got closer to the man, they saw that he was mourning someone.
On the step, there was a water lily and a white candle burning in the wind.
Behind the candle, there was a small photo.
It was black and white. Song Yunxuan and Mei Qi couldnât see what the person looked like because of the light.
Song Yunxuan moved forward.
Hearing someoneâs steps, the young man immediately looked up, and his eyes fell on Song Yunxuan.
Song Yunxuan looked at him. The young man frowned, and it seemed that he didnât like being looked at. Then he reached out to take the black and white photo, put it into his pocket, and left.
Seeing that, Mei Qi knitted his brows, saying, âManager Song, the guy looks familiar.â
Song Yunxuan lowered her eyes, changing the topic for no reason, âArrange an appointment for me. I want to see Yi after seeing Luo Xi.â
Hearing that, Mei Qi nodded, replying, âOK.â
Then Song Yunxuan looked away from the direction where the young man left and looked at the water lily and the white candle on the step.
The young man did look familiar.
But Song Yunxuan couldnât remember where she met him.
Song Yunxuan and Mei Qi wandered around on the square for some time and returned to the hotel when it was about ten oâclock.
Song Yunxuan couldnât sleep well recently and could easily be woken up by a little noise.
Besides, she had been pregnant for around ten weeks. Her reaction to pregnancy was serious, which worsened her sleep.
In the middle of that night, Song Yunxuan dreamt of Chu Mochen and sat up with a jerk on the bed.
She sighed, calmed herself down, and lay back on the bed.
Then she watched the black sky slowly becoming dark blue, light blue, and bright.
The dawn of the morning, accompanied by the cold, came through the open window.
Song Yunxuan got out of bed, walked to the window, and then took a deep breath.
The cold of winter came into Song Yunxuanâs body.
Just at that moment, she heard Mei Qi knocking on the door, calling, âManager Song?â
Song Yunxuan slowly closed the window.
Mei Qi called again, âManager Song, are you up?â
âYes. Give me a minute.â
âMiss Zang has arrived.â
Mei Qiâs words surprised Song Yunxuan.
Zang Linger came this early?
After getting washed in the bathroom, Song Yunxuan left the room to see Zang Linger.
Mei Qi had led Zang Linger into the restaurant of the hotel, and Zang Linger was drinking milk in a seat by the window.
Seeing Song Yunxuan entered, Zang Linger smiled and said crisply, âIâve arranged a meeting for you and Luo Xi.â
âWhat? The elder of the Luo Family didnât ground him?â
âHeâs getting on in years. Though he wants to supervise him, thereâs nothing much he can do. The real one that supervises Luo Xi is his uncle.â
Hearing Zang Lingerâs words, Song Yunxuan smiled, âThen the little childe of the Luo Family must hate his uncleâs guts.â
âYeah. As now heâs young, thereâs nothing he can do but obey.â
Zang Linger smiled, changing the topic, âAlright. Finish your breakfast, and then Iâll take you to the Luo Family.â
Song Yunxuan nodded and took her seat, preparing to have breakfast.
Meanwhile, Mei Qi had almost finished the thing that Song Yunxuan ordered him to do, which was to run a check on Luo Xi.
Luo Xiâs parents died when he was seven. As for the cause of their death, the Luo Family didnât make it public. They just said they died of illnesses.
Song Yunxuan didnât doubt it because before Luo Xiâs father died, he did receive a long period of treatment in the hospital.
But the Luo Family simply said that Luo Xiâs mom died of brain disease.
Song Yunxuan didnât focus on the cause of the death of Luo Xiâs parents. She just got some information about Luo Xiâs childhood and adolescence.
From this, Song Yunxuan didnât find any reason that could make Luo Xi twisted.
The only thing that might make Luo Xi twisted was that the Luo Family was fully controlled by the elder, and the elder hadnât handed over the power to his youngest son or his eldest grandson for now.
Moreover, old Mr. Luoâs youngest son would trip Luo Xi up once in a while. The reason might be that he thought Luo Xi was the eldest grandson and was favored.
He wouldnât kill Luo Xi through his little tricks. But he would make Luo Xi hate him more and more because of the torture.
It was said that the person who stabbed Luo Xi in the bar was someone hired by his uncle.
After breakfast, Song Yunxuan went to the Luo Family with Zang Linger.
When they were about to reach the Luo Family, Zang Linger pointed to a path, saying, âDonât enter by the front gate of the Luo Family. Letâs enter through the side door.â
Mei Qi, who was driving in the front, smiled, replying, âHow underappreciated the little childe is in the Luo Family! We are his guests but have to enter through the side door instead of the front gate.â
âDidnât I mention it? The poor little childe is now grounded in the Luo Family. It isnât easy for anyone to see him. We must hide this appointment from someone.â
âWho?â
âHis uncle, Luo Nan, of course.â
âThe uncle is really a busyboy.â
Zang Linger smiled, âTell me about it. If not for his nephew, the Luo Family would probably be in the hand of Luo Nan. Just because of Luo Xi, Luo Nan canât be in charge of the Luo Family now.â
âActually, itâs because the elder doesnât value Luo Nan. Thus he considers handing over the power to his eldest grandson.â
Song Yunxuan said.
The elder of the Luo Family never idled away his time. He appeared to be sophisticated.
If his youngest son could really develop the Luo Family, the elder would not wait for his eldest grandson to grow up and inherit the family.
Judging from the thing that he was waiting for his eldest grandson to grow up, he certainly did not believe his youngest son had the ability to manage or develop the Luo Family.
Hearing Song Yunxuanâs words, Zang Linger nodded in agreement, replying, âIf I were Luo Nan, I would put all my energy into managing the family. I would not waste my time on that kid.â
âThe more he wastes time on Luo Xi, the more the elder would despise him.â
Song Yunxuan said.
Zang Linger smiled, replying, âYeah, but Luo Nan is so brainless. He couldnât figure out what worked to his advantage and what didnât.â
Song Yunxuan smiled, saying nothing else.
The car kept to the path. The cement road was not very wide, but there were straight walls on both sides of the road and there were thin vines on them.
âI heard that Luo Xiâs mom loved wisteria and Luo Xiâs father specially planted wisteria on the walls as he doted on his wife very much. The wisteria looks good when it blooms in summer.â
âHis parents have been dead for more than ten years.â
Song Yunxuan said.
Zang Linger nodded, replying, âItâs been seventeen years.â
The little childe of the Luo Family was twenty-four years old now.
Now it should be the time for him to exercise his abilities.
But it was a pity that his uncle had been standing in his way.
His uncle was his stumbling block, but now Luo Xi couldnât get rid of him.
The elder of the Luo Family was not heartless. He would not put his youngest son in danger because of his grandson, not to mention killing his youngest son.
The elder was in a dilemma, which contributed to the present situation.
Song Yunxuan stared into the bare vine out of the window, becoming silent.
But Zang Linger turned to ask her, âHave you figured out how to talk about this with Luo Xi?â
Song Yunxuan replied with a smile, âI have to see what kind of person he is first.â
If Luo Xi was really a ruthless man, Song Yunxuan would not let Shao Xue be with him.
Song Yunxuan had to see what the young man was like first.
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