After telling everything, the depression in Lu Jingyu's heart relaxed a little.
She took a deep breath, took another sip of wine, and said slowly: "She has already treated me like that, but I still hesitate at this time. Do you think it's funny?"
I don't know if Bao Sihan would find it funny, but Lu Jingyu herself found it funny.
The Lu family was ruthless and unkind to her. She was like a dispensable object to the Lu family. If she didn't want it anymore, she could just throw it away.
Her existence is even worse than that of Lu Jingyi, who has no blood relationship with them.
Why, it's not her fault that she was hugged by the wrong person, she is the one who deserves to be wronged more than anyone else.
None of the Lu family liked her and denied her. As a biological mother, Zhou Wenjuan kept belittling and wronging herself time and time again.
Does she even think she doesn't care?
No, maybe I still care.
Because she cared, she held her breath and faced them.
But now Zhou Wenjuan is not far from death, she is about to die...
When Lu Jingyu thought about it, the feeling of depression in his heart came back.
Life or death has nothing to do with her, she doesn't want to care, why should she care!
Lu Jingyu took a sip directly from the bottle.
Bao Sihan saw it and wanted to stop him, but he moved his hand and put it down.
He knew what Lu Jingyu was thinking. He didn't want to say anything high-sounding, like saving a life is better than building a seven-level pagoda.
Why did the Lu family treat Lu Jingyu? He had only met them a few times, and he knew how bad they were, not to mention those who had been ruined, humiliated and kicked out of their homes, and left for other countries alone. Even after they came back, they still couldn't hide.
Countless bullying...
Bao Sihan believed that if he was the one being treated like this, he would not be able to forgive the person who hurt him generously.
"Your decision is not ridiculous."
He looked away and did not stop Lu Jingyu from drinking. Instead, he said slowly: "You don't have to feel guilty about anyone. You don't owe anyone. It's those people who owe you. It's okay even if you don't take action. No one is qualified."
They can accuse you and blame you because they treated you badly in the first place. How can you repay kindness with evil?"
There was silence in the air for a moment. Bao Sihan thought that Lu Jingyu didn't hear what he said. When he turned around, he saw Lu Jingyu blinking and looking at him in surprise.
Lu Jing said: "I didn't expect you to be quite decent at comforting people."
A smile appeared on her lips.
Seeing her smile, Bao Sihan also curled up the corners of his mouth and took a sip of juice.
With Bao Sihan's company and comfort, Lu Jingyu's mood eased a lot.
"You're right, I don't need to feel guilty towards them. How can I repay kindness with kindness? I'm not a saint." Lu Jingyu said, chatting with Bao Sihan casually.
Not long after, she had already drank half of the bottle of wine next to her. Lu Jingyu wanted to pour another glass, but Bao Sihan reached out and held her down.
His big cold white hands were covering her, not cold at all, and she could still feel the warmth from his palms.
Lu Jingyu was stunned.
"Stop drinking. Your ability to drink is really bad. If you get drunk later, I won't be able to move you." Bao Sihan joked.
He has not forgotten that at the Huo family banquet, Lu Jingyu's feat of pouring one cup at a time had tormented him quite a bit.
Thinking of that time when Lu Jingyu was drunk, the tips of Bao Sihan's ears turned suspiciously red.
Lu Jingyu didn't notice. She smiled and said, "It's okay. I took hangover medicine before drinking. I won't get drunk tonight."