"I thought at that time, no matter what method I use, I must stop you. I can't let anything happen to you... That's why I lied to you."
Luo Jun gently wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes with his fingertips, "Don't worry, I will be fine. I still have to repay the debt I owed you back then!"
There was a gentle knock on the door.
Li Jing walked in with the lunch ordered by Sister Hui, "Mr. Luo, the meal is ready."
"Okay." Luo Jun raised his hand to take it, put it on the table, then raised his hand to pick up the soup on the tray, blew on it, tested the temperature, and brought it to her mouth, "Take two sips of the soup first!"
When Chu Xiaochen opened his mouth to drink the soup, Li Jing walked out of the door and gently closed the door tightly.
After taking a sip of the soup, Chu Xiaochen took the initiative to reach out and take the bowl into his hand, "I'll drink it myself, and you'll eat too."
He was still in Beijing when I called him before, and he arrived in Hong Kong so quickly. You didn't have to think about it to know that he must not have eaten either.
Luo Jun just smiled at her lovingly, "I'm not hungry, you eat first..."
"Liar." Chu Xiaochen lowered the bowl in his hand, "If you don't eat it, I won't eat it either."
Luo Jun raised his lips, took the tray, and held up the rice bowl, "Okay, let's eat together."
Feed her a mouthful first, and then he will eat.
She also brought some soup to feed him, one for him and one for her.
Strangely enough, she didn't feel sick even once while eating like this.
After finishing the meal, Chu Xiaochen just sighed and said, "Luo Jun, tell me, the human body also has emotions. Just now at Zhuoran's house, I felt like vomiting just from the smell of oil smoke, but now with you
I ate so much but didn’t feel anything at all.”
Taking the soup bowl from her hand, putting it on the tray and taking it away, Luo Jun smiled and held her hand.
"Of course, everything you have is mine, and my son will not let you eat other men's food."
Chu Xiaochen smiled, and then looked at his face seriously, "Luo Jun, what's going on?"
Just because of a phone call, he rushed from Beijing to Hong Kong, and he brought so many people with him, and even held a gun...
There is something wrong with this whole thing.
Luo Jun held her hand and gently stroked her fingers with his fingers.
"This matter... is all my fault." Looking into her eyes, Luo Jun looked deeply, "Xing'er, can you forgive me?"
"able."
She answered simply and decisively.
Just like, he believed her without reservation, and she did the same to him.
"I know, you must have a reason." Chu Xiaochen held his finger with her backhand, "But...if possible, I hope you will tell me the truth."
Luo Jun pondered for a moment, then nodded.
"I checked Zhuoran and found out that his father was once an employee of Imperial Vision. He later died in an accident. I suspect that he might have had a grudge against me, my father and Imperial Vision because of this incident."
Initially, his original intention was to hope that he could handle these matters privately. However, something like this happened today, and Luo Jun unconsciously felt guilty, thinking that there was his own reason for it.
"I'm sorry for not telling you this, otherwise... today's events might not have happened."
"Fool." Chu Xiaochen heard his self-blame and rolled his eyes at him with a smile, "If they really wanted to target you, wouldn't they stop doing it just because you told me?"
Luo Jun shook his head slightly, "At least you can be prepared."
