Chapter 2058: Relentless Pursuit 2

Look at Lu Hualiang, he’s so considerate for Xia Weibao, everything is arranged perfectly, even when going out, there are dozens of people following.

Nutritionists, childbirth assistants, chefs, expert teams, servants, bodyguards, all in a massive bunch.

Then look at Zhuang Xuejun’s side, it’s too quiet.

He starts to weigh in his mind, if he arranged such a scenario for Zhuang Xuejun, would it anger her into leaving home directly?

It seems that Xia Weibao has rebelled several times, but each time she was strongly suppressed by Lu Hualiang.

He contemplates seriously for a few seconds, but decides against it.

Xia Weibao and Lu Hualiang are truly in love, if she rebels, Lu Hualiang can hold her down.

Zhuang Xuejun doesn’t really care about him, if she rebels, not even calling her grandmother would help.

The most pressing matter right now is to win her heart first.

Seeing him deep in thought, Zhuang Xuejun assumes he’s still troubled by what happened on Weibo and doesn’t bother with him anymore.

She lowers her head to eat breakfast.

Actually, he doesn’t understand that if you truly like someone, you wouldn’t care about their personality.

The leading actor in the entertainment industry, he’s a luminary in himself; both his appearance and his personality are enough to drive people mad, with no need to change anything at all.

Perhaps she tends to favor men a bit more mature, but that doesn’t mean she likes that type either.

It was just an excuse to put him off, yet he took it seriously.

If he intentionally changed, then he wouldn’t be Han Luoqi anymore.

But these thoughts, she doesn’t want to express.

It would just add to the troubles.

Almost finished eating, Zhuang Xuejun suddenly says, "I’ll move back later."

Han Luoqi’s hand froze slightly, "Whatever."

The indifferent tone made Zhuang Xuejun feel uncomfortable.

Silent through breakfast, she plans to tidy up the dishes but is stopped by Han Luoqi; such chores shouldn’t be done by her.

Zhuang Xuejun hesitates for a moment, turns back to her room, and starts packing.

She’s a bit absent-minded, unsure of what Han Luoqi means.

Hadn’t he said last night he disagrees with her leaving?

Why is he so cold and allowing it now?

She dawdles for about two hours, and when she comes out, sees Han Luoqi leaning against the railings of the doorway.

His head bowed, fine bangs falling down, making him look indescribably melancholic.

Zhuang Xuejun feels a bit awkward, and before she speaks, she meets Han Luoqi’s melancholic eyes as he lifts them.

The dimness in those eyes silently accuses her of being heartless.

Zhuang Xuejun feels a bit guilty.

Han Luoqi straightens up, takes two steps forward, comes to her, then reaches for her luggage.

Zhuang Xuejun shrinks back, "What are you doing."

The dodging action pains Han Luoqi’s heart, his eyes growing even more melancholic, "I’ll see you off."

The calm tone, the wounded expression, made Zhuang Xuejun feel overwhelming guilt.

Did she go too far?

Such a sunny man, yet she hurt him so deeply.

But she truly doesn’t want to have entanglements with him.

Han Luoqi carries the luggage downstairs and out the door, while Zhuang Xuejun follows silently behind him.

Feeling guilty inside, she struggles with whether or not to apologize to him.

But what is there to say if she apologizes?

Same neighborhood, no need to drive, the two walk one in front of the other, all the way to Zhuang Xuejun’s villa, without exchanging a word.

"Open the door." Han Luoqi says coldly.

Zhuang Xuejun bites her lower lip and steps forward, entering the password.

Han Luoqi helps carry the luggage inside.

This silence burns like fire, tormenting Zhuang Xuejun’s heart, she can’t help but speak softly.

"Sorry..."

The words of apology haven’t finished when she spots a familiar suitcase in her living room, Zhuang Xuejun is slightly stunned, "Wait a minute, why is your luggage in my house!"