The first time she met Yang Qingtong, she ran up and hugged the little boy who was just as young.
She was still very young back then, and didnāt know why she liked sticking to him so much. But whenever she couldnāt see him, she felt like crying. It wasnāt until she grew up that she realized she had liked him from such a young age.
Donāt think she was unaware of Yang Qingtongās avoidance, but she had liked him for so many years now and wasnāt about to give up at this point.
"Morning!"
That morning, when Yang Qingtong came out of his room, he saw Luo Linyu leaning against his door and raised an eyebrow, "Morning!"
"Are we hitting the road again today?"
"Yes, hitting the road!"
There werenāt many words spoken. Luo Linyu wanted to mention something, but seeing his expressionless face, she swallowed her words back.
Downstairs, the servant had already prepared the food.
The two of them didnāt say much, and the cold atmosphere made Luo Linyu feel a bit depressed.
How had this man become so unlikable?
He wasnāt this unlovable when he was younger.
Just as she was thinking this, Yang Qingtong handed her a bowl of soup.
"Drink!"
Luo Linyu, who was stuffing her mouth with dumplings at that moment, felt a bit choked. Seeing the bowl of soup suddenly appear, she smiled with her eyes.
She gulped down more than half before wiping her mouth and saying, "Lucky you still have some conscience, knowing to care for this girl. Didnāt you see if I choked to death..."
Just as she finished saying "death," her eyes closed, and she slumped onto the table. Before passing out, she thought to herself, "Yang Qingtong, this isnāt over between us!"
"Young Master, should I take her back?"
"No need, Iāll take her back myself!" Yang Qingtong waved his hand. "You come with me, the others stay here and wait."
The journey back to the Capital City only took a day, and moving faster on the road wouldnāt delay his return to Cangzhou.
He stood up and picked up Luo Linyu, placing her in the carriage, and headed back to the Capital City.
In the Capital City, Yang Xiayun and the others were still waiting for news, but they never expected Yang Qingtong to return.
"Little brother, why are you back..." Just as she was about to ask more, her gaze fell sharply on Luo Linyu behind Yang Qingtong, and her voice came to an abrupt stop.
"I brought her back. Donāt let her run around anymore. Itās not safe for a girl to be outside!"
"Linyu." Yang Xiayun hurried forward to hold her. "Why didnāt you let us know you were going out? Your brother and father were all worried sick, and your sister almost went out personally to search for you."
"Even if I told you, would you have let me go?" Luo Linyu weakly waved her hand.
"But look what happened, you came back anyway!" Upon seeing this, what could Yang Xiayun not understand?
At the mention of this, Luo Linyu felt even more upset, especially since she had been drugged and tied up to be brought back. She burst into tears.
Luo Linhao returned from outside and saw her crying miserably, then noticed Yang Qingtong standing to the side and immediately flared up.
"Linyu, what happened? Tell your brother, did he bully you? Iāll teach him a lesson for you."
As he spoke, he rubbed his fists together and quickly swung them at Yang Qingtong. Feeling secretly pleased, he thought, "Ah, brother-in-law, brother-in-law, how the tables have turned."
Seeing the amusement in his eyes, Yang Qingtong recalled the times when he and Yang Qingrui beat him up in the past.
So he didnāt fight back, letting him throw a few punches.
"This is boring!" Without Yang Qingtong retaliating, Luo Linhao lost interest in hitting him.
Yang Qingtong wiped his mouth and said, "Iāve brought her back. I need to hurry back to Cangzhou, so Iāll be going first!"
"Hey, little brother, are you just leaving like that?" Yang Xiayun quickly shouted.
Upon hearing he was leaving, Luo Linyu cried even louder.