The True Young Miss Is A Spoiled Boss

However, there is never the word if.

If everything you regret can be repeated, there won't be so many regrets in this world.

However, he still blamed himself.

He was thinking that if he had taken the little girl away from the Huo family and Huo Chulan early, he would not have met the one from the Wu family, and it would not have... resulted in the current result.

As if he had entered a strange circle of thought, he didn't know what to do except blame himself.

Just looking at her like this, so quiet and well-behaved, she really seemed to be asleep. It seemed that if she stayed here well, she would wake up after she was no longer unhappy.

It seems that this is just a joke she made with everyone.

Because she had suffered a lot, the little girl was sad, so she didn't want to pay attention to them for the time being.

When she is happy or coaxed, she will wake up and be the same as before, squeamish, willful, arrogant and domineering.

She's a little badass, a little devil, and everyone's favorite little girl.

Lu Zhichen thought to himself, how wonderful it would be if this was just a dream.

The dream was reversed, his little girl would live a peaceful life.

Even if you don't like him anymore, it's okay.

In fact, he doesn't have so many requirements.

I just want her to be in peace for a long time just like her own name.

Lu Zhichen stood there for who knows how long, and suddenly heard Mr. Xing speak, "Lu Zhichen, go back."

He looked at a loss, "Mr. Xing, I..."

"This is a matter within our own family." Mr. Xing's voice was hoarse, but firm and serious, "You go back."

Lu Zhichen paused for a moment and suddenly said, "We exchanged tokens. Mr. Xing also agreed back then. Jiu'an, she is my fiancée."

"How do you take what a child says seriously?"

"Besides, she doesn't know you for a long time."

Mr. Xing took out the jade pendant and asked someone to give it to Lu Zhichen.

The color of the jade pendant has become very dim, but it is still the same one that Lu Zhichen gave to the little girl.

He held it in his hand. The jade was warm and cool before and felt very comfortable to the touch.

But now, it seems... a little strange.

Putting it in your hand, it feels like a chill that invades your bone marrow.

Lu Zhichen didn't pay attention and still held it in his hand, holding it tightly.

"Whether you admit it or not, Jiu'an, she is still my fiancée."

"We agreed."

He stood for too long and his legs were a little stiff.

The weather was very cold, he didn't wear much, and his face was extremely pale.

“I will come again.”

After he finished speaking, he turned around and walked towards the door step by step.

My legs were a little stiff at first and walking was not very comfortable.

He didn't take it to heart, and once again looked at the same place surrounded and blocked by everyone, he felt deep and nostalgic.

"Jiu'an, see you next time."

After he returned home, Mother Lu anxiously made ginger tea for him, and he sat on the sofa.

Grandpa Lu is old. He stayed up late yesterday. In the morning, he felt very bad and was persuaded to go back to his room.

Father Lu sat next to Lu Zhichen. Seeing him like this, his voice paused and said, "Have you found it?"

Lu Zhichen nodded, "I saw her."

Father Lu didn't know what to say, so he patted him on the shoulder.

Lu Zhichen just lowered his head and looked at the jade pendant in his hand in a daze.

"Is this the jade pendant?" Father Lu asked.

"Um."

Lu Zhichen didn't speak anymore, and Father Lu didn't bother him anymore.

Mother Lu quickly came over with brewed ginger tea for Lu Zhichen to drink.

After Lu Zhichen took two sips, he couldn't drink anymore and put the bowl on the coffee table.

"Sorry, Mom, I have no appetite."

Mother Lu didn't force him to eat. When she heard him say this, she just looked at him with concern.

But, how can we comfort this kind of thing?

That girl is gone, and Lu Zhichen can never wait for her again.

Lu Zhichen was persuaded by his father and mother to go back to the room. He went back obediently, but he couldn't fall asleep either.

He was obviously mentally exhausted to a certain extent, but he still couldn't fall asleep.

He tried to close his eyes, and the little girl suddenly appeared in front of him.

He would suddenly open his eyes again, his forehead covered with cold sweat.

He was really scared.

scared.

Lu Zhichen held the jade pendant and looked at the red string on his hand. He seemed to recall that more than ten years ago, the five-year-old girl tied a red string on his hand and said that after that, he would be hers, with pride on his face. Happy expression.

However, he could no longer recall it.

Looking back, there is only so much pain.

Lu Zhichen felt that he couldn't do this.

He is escaping, but if he really escapes, if he doesn't want to remember it anymore, does that mean... he really doesn't like Xing Jiu'an that much.

Does he like the little girl?

Does he really like it?

Lu Zhichen didn't know.

However, he closed his eyes.

In front of me is the appearance of the little girl again. The snow is white, and it seems to be the same color as the white quilt and the surrounding snow.

Only the long black hair is still eye-catching.

He looked carefully and fell into a dream. He had already come to the little girl's side. After a moment of pause, he reached out and touched the little girl's hair.

She didn't move, her eyes were closed, and she wasn't even breathing.

Lu Zhichen looked at her for a long time, and finally bent down slowly.

He was silent, his lips trembling, and he kissed her lips.

Bitingly cold.

Lu Zhichen's heart seemed to be as cold as the temperature he touched.

In his dream, he was guarding his little girl well.

Lu Zhichen had not come out until it was time to eat.

Mother Lu was worried and came to knock on the door.

Lu Zhichen slept lightly. When he woke up from his dream, his little girl was no longer in front of him.

He sat up silently, put on his shoes and walked out.

The sweater and trousers on his body are all wrinkled, and his hair is a bit messy. If outsiders saw him, they wouldn't believe that the person in front of him was the Lu Zhichen who was so resolute in the mall.

When he was a child, he was someone else's child. He was always a figure that the younger generation in the circle could not catch up with. He was like some kind of benchmark. Others were working hard towards him, but he still left everyone far behind.

He is the only child of his parents and the ninth in the family. Before, some people called him Lord Nine because of his title.

However, not many people use this title.

He always seemed to be neatly tidied up, neat and tidy, and always well-dressed. It seemed that nothing could ever affect him greatly.

In more than twenty years, this was the first time Mother Lu had seen Lu Zhichen like this.

She was very distressed, but she didn't know how to persuade her.

"Mom, I'll pack up and go."

Mother Lu nodded.

Lu Zhichen closed the door and went to wash his face and comb his hair.

His face was also a little pale and his eyes were red and bloodshot.