Chapter 28: He dares to do anything? And is capable of anything?

As soon as An Qianqian was carried away, Uncle Wang entered the sunroom and walked over to Gong Lu, his face full of worry. "Sir, Miss Qianqian appears to have suffered a severe ligament injury. The old madam cares deeply for Miss Qianqian; she will probably come to settle accounts with Miss Luoluo, won't she?"

Gong Lu didn't answer. He glanced once more at the spot where Ye Luo had dealt with An Qianqian, then asked, "Just now, when she looked at me, what did she say to An Qianqian?"

"She said..." Uncle Wang hesitated, but eventually replied, "Miss Luoluo said, 'I am absolutely not interested in him.'"

Gong Lu immediately laughed. "What should I do? My interest in her only grows."

Uncle Wang: "..."

Glancing at the camera above the garden, Gong Lu replied coolly, "Pull up the surveillance footage. Extract only those few seconds where An Qianqian tried to kick someone and ended up suffering herself, and send it to her." He paused, then sneered, "She is always concerned about appearances."

The "she," of course, referred to the old madam mentioned by Uncle Wang.

Uncle Wang knew she cared about appearances. If those few seconds of surveillance were sent over, she would certainly feel "embarrassed" to come here and hold Miss Luoluo accountable.

So Uncle Wang set about it at once.

...

Upstairs, as soon as Ye Luo returned to her room, she placed the pot of snake plant next to her computer.

With a touch of green beside the computer, the room seemed to come alive.

She gave no thought to how An Qianqian was doing now, nor to whether anyone would come after her on An Qianqian’s behalf. Since childhood, she had never been afraid of anything.

She worked in front of her computer for half an hour before Uncle Wang came to call her downstairs for dinner.

He spoke to her carefully, "Miss Luoluo, well... Miss Qianqian suffered severe ligament injuries in both legs and will need to rest in bed for at least a month to recover. Everyone on Miss Qianqian’s side already knows it was she who tried to kick you first. They won’t come looking for you over this, so you can rest easy, Miss Luoluo."

Ye Luo felt no need to rest easy, but she replied, "Thank you, Uncle Wang. I understand."

Her face remained expressionless.

She seemed hard to approach.

But Uncle Wang was very pleased. He felt that although Miss Luoluo was cold and distant, she still knew who cared for her, and would never ignore him.

Ye Luo ignored the delight on Uncle Wang’s face, went into the dining room and ate.

Though Gong Lu was in the villa, Ye Luo still ate dinner alone.

She said nothing, asked nothing. After dinner, she went upstairs and sat at her computer again, busy working on her translation software.

Until eight o’clock that night.

Knock, knock.

Suddenly, her door was rapped on. Ye Luo instinctively paused her typing.

“It’s me.”

A deep, lazy voice.

Gong Lu.

Ye Luo immediately resumed typing quickly. She hadn’t forgotten his order from the previous night.

He was the first person who dared to command her, leaving a deep impression.

But she only managed five more seconds of typing before Gong Lu spoke again outside the door, this time with a low chuckle, “Not opening the door—are you waiting for me to kick it in?”

Ye Luo: "..."

The door had been kicked once before—not by him, but she had no doubt he would do it himself this time.

For some reason, she felt this man dared to do anything, and was capable of anything.

Ye Luo got up and opened the door.

There stood Gong Lu, as lazy as ever, arms folded, leaning against the doorway as though his bones were made of water.

This time, he was dressed in pajamas.

Water dripped from the ends of his hair.

Clearly, he had just showered.

"Do you need something?" she asked, icy cold.