Chapter 572: Xuanji, I Love You...Baby, I Love You...
Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios
Jun Mosheng looked in Lu Jinwen’s direction and smirked. “Young Master Lu, it’s been a long time. Since you must invite me over, let’s go.”
Jun Mosheng wasn’t intimidated in the least.
Lu Jinwen reciprocated by arching his brows. “This way please.”Ne/w novel chapters are published at novelhall.com
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Jun Mosheng got in Lu Jinwen’s luxury car and they arrived at a villa in no time.
The maid opened the doors and Lin Xuanyin appeared to welcome Lu Jinwen. “Jinwen, you’re back?”
Noticing that Jun Mosheng was also present, she smiled at him too. “Hello Young Master Jun, it’s been a long time.”
Jun Mosheng glanced at Lin Xuanyin, replying, “Mrs Lu, it’s really been a long time. After all these years, you’ve... aged.”
Lin Xuanyin was dumbfounded by his words. It was the greatest humiliation for a woman to be told that she had aged.
She was particularly offended when other people commented that she had aged, as it was the cold, hard truth. She had aged, but Lu Jinwen was still as suave as his younger days.
Even Jun Mosheng was blessed by the heavens, he didn’t seem to have aged over the years.
The young masters of the Lu and Jun family were still as suave and deferential as their younger days.
Lin Xuanyin glanced at Lu Jinwen with grievance. “Jinwen, Young Master Jun is really humorous.”
Lu Jinwen and Jun Mosheng sat down on the couch in the living room and faced each other. Lu Jinwen remained composed and wasn’t really bothered by Jun Mosheng’s comments.
Jun Mosheng glanced at Lin Xuanyin. “Mrs Lu, I’m not joking. You’ve really aged, when you both head outside, people would probably comment that you’re Young Master Lu’s... sister.”
“Young Master Jun, youー”
Jun Mosheng sighed, he glanced at Lu Jinwen surreptitiously. “After all these years, my Xuanji hasn’t aged a bit. She seems to be able to stop time and still looks her best, even up till now.”
Lin Xuanji wanted that one answer after waiting for so many years, she only wanted to know if this cold-blooded man actually loved her.
Lin Xuanyin had assumed that he never gave her an answer, but it turned out that he actually done so a long time ago.
He had told Lin Xuanji that he loved her.
Lu Jinwen didn’t move, but his chiseled features darkened after hearing the ringtone. He drifted into his memories.
Lin Xuanji was mentally unstable back then and he had grounded her in the little bungalow. She didn’t allow him to get close to her back then. She just couldn’t open up to him.
One night, he had some alcohol and couldn’t control himself. He barged into her room, pouncing on her while she lay in bed sleeping. He couldn’t stop himself, he started kissing her till she was breathless.
She was startled and woke up instantly, letting out a loud scream and started kicking him away. He was hurt by the disgust she had towards him. He hugged her tightly, unwilling to let go of her. He just couldn’t figure out why he did everything uncontrollably.
He leaned closer, muttering in her ear over and over again, “Xuanji, I love you, I love you, hm?”
She froze after hearing that.
He could no longer hold in his feelings after telling her that he loved her.
Over the course of those two years, he would always hug her and tell her affectionately—-Baby, I love you...
I love you.
He would repeat it many times over.
Whenever he said that, she would look at him with her lustrous eyes, seemingly not knowing what was going on. Her eyes would be glistening whenever he told her he loved her and she would give him a radiant smile. Her smile was captivating, just like the twinkling stars in the sky.
She had captured his heart.
Those days were the happiest moments in his life. He thought that those happy days would last forever but unbeknown to him, she was only pretending to be mentally unstable for those two years.
And no one knew that she was actually planning her escape. She had contacted Jun Mosheng.
He didn’t have that much hatred for her initially, he never thought about ruining her that badly before she eventually did something to trigger him. The night before she escaped, she handed him a cell phone and muttered—-“love... love...”
She wanted him to say that he loved her, she wanted to record it and set it as her exclusive ringtone.
He wasn’t willing to do it and so she kissed him, cajoling him to do it with those sweet, fragrant lips.
He loved her whenever she behaved like that, but he had never detected the wryness she had hidden away in the depths of those dark eyes.