Chapter 245: Chapter 245 Safe And Sound
Translator: Dragon Boat Translation Editor: Dragon Boat Translation
Lu Yang’s eyes started to get a little teary as she watched Lu Mingyu.
While other siblings would typically follow behind their older siblings when they were younger, Lu Mingyu would cautiously follow behind Lu Yang.
Lu Yang developed confidence and self-worth as a result of him. He taught her how to function in social settings as well, and many people praised her for her pleasant nature.
There wouldn’t be a Lu Yang today without Lu Mingyu.
After the concert, they all went to a restaurant together. As usual, there was a cake, but Lu Yang didn’t like extravagant celebrations for her birthday. Besides having a meal with her family, she usually had dinner with Ye Cixing and the others.
There weren’t many patrons in the restaurant when the waiter took out the cake. After briefly closing her eyes and smiling at the corner of her mouth, Lu
Yang stood in front of the cake and extinguished the candles.
“Sister Yang, what did you wish for?” enquired Jiang Jinshi.
Lu Yang glanced at everyone and raised her delicate eyebrows. “I wish for all of you to be safe and well.”
“How can it be just safe?” Lu Mingyu immediately said, “We want to be safe and have you with us!”
Lu Yang was rendered speechless and mused, “There’s no way around it. It’s my birthday, and you’re the oldest.”
Lu Yang smiled, her bright eyes sparkling like a galaxy infused with starlight.
“All right, then I wish for all of us to be safe and together.”
The concert ended late, and after having a meal and a small activity, they didn’t realize it was past midnight.
Zhao Yanshu was responsible for taking Lu Yang and Jiang Jinshi back home, while Lu Mingyu and Jiang Yanzhou were still enjoying themselves, drinking.
Lu Yang didn’t stop them. Lu Mingyu had finished his concert and new album, so he would have time to rest. And Jiang Yanzhou wouldn’t let himself get completely drunk and lose control.
The day before New Year’s Day, the two of them were completely unconscious and didn’t wake up until noon.
Ning Qingyun and Lu Chen came back, and the family sat together for a meal. Lu Mingyu was invited to participate in the New Year’s Eve TV program, so he hurriedly ate and went for rehearsals in the afternoon.
He had been preparing for the New Year’s Eve program for a long time, along with the concert and the new album.
Lu Mingyu’s career was thriving, and Lu Chen was the happiest.
Lu Yang was worried about his health, so she often made traditional medicine for him to nourish his body.
In the evening, after visiting him, Lu Yang was on her way back and saw a familiar license plate number.
She stood under a street lamp, gazing at the car. Although she couldn’t see who was inside from the outside, she knew who it was.
Their past conversation seemed like it happened yesterday.
Jiang Xi said, “Lu Yang, I admire the untamed nature in you. Jiang Yanzhou has a similar sense of invincibility and superiority toward others. Jiang Yanzhou, however, is not at all like you. The first feeling you had when you saw Jiang Yanzhou was not admiration, but indifference.”
The lack of temper she displayed, everything stemmed from her not caring about others’ opinions. She looked down on everything but didn’t belittle
anyone.
“There is wildness, but no ambition. You’re good at manipulating hearts and gaining trust. In this aspect, Dr. Yin taught you well.”
Lu Yang ignored the previous remarks and mentioned her grandmother, her eyebrows furrowing in alertness. “What do you want to say?”
“What I want to say, we both know in our hearts.”
What Jiang Yanzhou needed was an efficient assistant, not someone who would surpass him.
Su Yiran was the perfect candidate because the Su family could assist him, and their backgrounds were similar.
Lu Yang didn’t feel inferior. When she learned about the Jiang and Su families, she didn’t react much, but she remembered the promise Jiang Yanzhou made to her when she was drowsy:
“I love you, Lu Yang. I want to be the surgical knife in your hands and let you become the master of strategy.”
Unbeatable and untouchable.
She had heard countless words of love, but this sentence touched her the most.
He was the first person to truly understand her.
With that in mind, Lu Yang took out her phone, in a very good mood, composed a message, clicked send, and soon received a reply.
LY: “Jiang Yanzhou, in the new year, I’ll be responsible for your safety, and you’ll be responsible for continuing to be happy.” Z: “Lu Yang, I can only be happy with you.”
Z: “You’re my happiness.”
My happiness, myjoy, can only be you.
Lu Yang looked at the setting sun on the distant horizon, the orange sky occupying her entire universe.
“Happiness.”
Her gaze shifted to the nearby high-rise display screen, playing a video of Lu Mingyu, and she let out a long breath, saying, “It’s quite simple.”
To be loved and accepted openly. To fall in love, and love freely.
The night was quiet, dimly lit by a faint halo, with shadows barely visible.
Jiang Yanzhou didn’t ask them to live together. Lu Yang had her own things to attend to, and living together would be inconvenient. He had legs and feet, so he could come to her on his own.
Lu Mingyu was participating in the New Year’s Eve program, Ning Qingyun had Lu Chen with her, and only Yin Hua from Bertley House was alone.
Jiang Ruzi was busy handling matters, and Jiang Jinshi clung to Lu Yang. She was going to spend New Year’s Eve with Yin Hua, and he wanted to come along.
So, what was originally a journey for one person turned into three.
There was a small town nearby that held events for New Year’s Eve and other major holidays. Colorful lights adorned the streets, and the lively atmosphere was different from the city. There were no car horns or clinking glasses.
Yin Hua took Jiang Jinshi out for a stroll, while Lu Yang suddenly received a notification that she had to handle some documents urgently, so she didn’t go out.
It started raining outside, and the living room was dark. Lu Yang poured herself a glass of water and turned on the light.
As the light illuminated the room, Jiang Yanzhou’s figure appeared in her field of vision.
He stood silently, merging with the darkness, and his shadow was barely visible.
Raindrops fell from the eaves, pattering rhythmically. Lu Yang approached him with the water cup and asked, “Why are you standing in the rain?
Jiang Yanzhou turned his head, rainwater trickling along his nose bridge and the prominent Adam’s apple, rolling down smoothly.
“Weren’t you supposed to play with your grandmother?” Lu Yang asked again.
Jiang Yanzhou stared at her without blinking, the bones on the sides of his cheeks imperceptibly surging, and his Adam’s apple suppressing a slight tremor.
Something was off about his gaze.
“Are you with me because you pity me?” he asked.
Lu Yang’s mind was in a jumble, and she didn’t respond immediately. “Huh?”
Ten minutes ago, Yin Hua told him, “Although Yangyang and Mingyu both grew up in love, they are different. Mingyu believes in the inherent goodness of human nature and doesn’t care about small things, while everything Yangyang believes in is full of contradictions.
She can be compassionate and indifferent. When the old man was still alive, we often discussed whether Yangyang resembled me more or him more. The old man passed away, and we still couldn’t come up with an answer.
But one thing is clear: our granddaughter only tolerates the frequent presence of those she cares about. She can distinguish between guilt, pity, and true love. To put it simply, from the beginning, you won the ability to be close to her.”
“Grandmother said you have been planning this with me.”
After hearing Jiang Yanzhou’s words, Lu Yang remained silent.
She mused, “They’re all analyzing me one by one. Is it interesting for them? Well, not for me.”
“So,” Lu Yang looked at his damp short hair and the slightly damp overcoat that didn’t show much water, and said softly, “Did you come back in the rain just to confirm this?”
“Yes.”
“You’re stubborn, aren’t you?”
“Yes.”
Lu Yang was at a loss for words.
Jiang Yanzhou and Lu Yang locked eyes for a moment, and his clean porcelain fingers lightly touched her cheek, a fleeting touch. His hand was somewhat cold, and he didn’t dare to touch her since his clothes were wet.
Lu Yang grabbed his hand, wanting to move away, but before she could do so, Jiang Yanzhou suddenly lifted her hand and pressed her against the wall, his lips meeting hers. Her chin was lifted involuntarily before her back could fully register the impact.
The air was filled with an ambiguous friction.
Lu Yang felt her face burning hot, the scorching breath making her want to avoid it, but he pressed against her ear, his voice low as he said, “Don’t move..”
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