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Yan Luoluo's heart skipped a beat and quickly lowered her head. When she looked up at Mu Beihan again, he had already shifted her gaze away, as if he did not see her.

Yan Luoluo heaved a sigh of relief, thinking that she did not do anything to let him down, why did he want to hide?

Could it be that his forceful kiss that night left behind some sort of side effect?

Yan Luoluo's imagination ran wild as she finished her day's meeting.

After the end of the conference, she waited for Mu Beihan and his group to leave before leaving the venue.

As soon as he came out, he saw a white Bentley parked by the roadside. A tall man stood beside the car. He was handsome and had an extraordinary temperament.

It was Lu Zhinian.

She paused and really wanted to turn back, but after thinking for a moment, she calmly continued walking forward.

In the past, she was also a victim and didn't let anyone down. Now that five years had passed, she no longer wanted to live a cowardly life like a street rat.

After Lu Zhinian saw Yan Luoluo, he quickly walked in front of her and grabbed her wrist.

"Rolo."

"I'm not coming home with you, you don't have to say it." She jerked his hand away.

"Mom's sick."

"What does it have to do with me!" Yan Luoluo said indifferently, she bypassed Lu Zhinian and continued walking.

That year, in front of all her relatives, Mother had pulled her out of the house by the ears and said, "Our family does not have such a shameless thing like you! Scram! Never come back! "

As long as he thought back to this scene, Yan Luoluo's heart seemed to drip blood.

Lu Zhinian came in front of her and said sincerely: "Mother said that back then she was very irrational and said many things that hurt you. All these years when you were alone outside, she was very worried and regretted chasing you out. Little Luo, we've all done wrong before. Seeing how old Mom is, can we go back and see her? "

Hearing his earnest request, Yan Luoluo softened her heart and nodded, following Lu Zhinian into the carriage.

Sitting in Lu Zhinian's car, Yan Luoluo felt uneasy and uncomfortable, the closer she got to her destination, the colder the blood in her entire body felt.

It had once been her home. It had given her warmth, but it had also given her the deepest pain.

Every time she had a nightmare for five years, it had been in that house. She had dreamed that she was naked, squatting in the middle of the living room, her relatives and friends around her, pointing at her, their saliva spraying onto her face, their vicious curses directed at her.

Yan Luoluo closed her eyes and took a deep breath, causing herself to stop thinking about those filthy things.

In any case, she wouldn't come back in the future. Since her mother was sick, she might as well go see her.

This would probably be the last time in their lives.

Lu Zhinian held her ice-cold fist gently, "Little Luo, that's your home, there's no need to be so afraid."

Yan Luoluo suddenly pulled his hand out, "Don't touch me, take your car."

Then she took out a wet towel and wiped her fingers.

Lu Zhinian's eyes stung, "Do I make you so disgusting …"

Yan Luoluo laughed bitterly. Two years before she went to France, she had also kept repeating in her heart: Lu Zhinian, do you feel so disgusted by me? Why do you refuse to believe that I have never betrayed you? I was only bullied by others …

"I have an obsession with cleanliness. I don't like physical contact with other people." she said coldly.

Five years ago, after spending an absurd night with that man, Yan Luoluo had contracted this compulsive disorder. Other than her son Fanfan, she couldn't stand to be in close contact with anyone else.

Lu Zhinian's eyes darkened, and as if he was talking to himself, he said, "I can't do it either …"

Yan Luoluo immediately glared at him. "Of course not, brother-in-law."

The last two words were clear and forceful. It was simply a reminder to him that he shouldn't try to play an ambiguous game between the two sisters.

Maybe five years had made the scandal distant and vague, reminding him of her good, but that didn't mean she welcomed him at all times.