51: Sorry, I Was Late

Sorry, I Was Late

Three years ago, her family had gone through an upheaval. She had experienced her boyfriend's betrayal, her father's abandonment, and she'd fallen from the status as the richest socialite to being everyone's laughing stock. Through life's pressures, she stepped forward bravely and steadily, but in her heart, she could not accept nor understand it.2

She was clearly the innocent one.

Three years ago, she was only 18 years old, a child who had not yet grown up.

As she wept, the man in front of her squatted down. He curled his rough fingers and gently scraped the tears on her face with the pads of his fingers. "Don't cry, those who don't want you will not come back even if you keep crying."

"..." Ning Qing raised her head. This man was beyond terrible at comforting people!

She wanted to complain about him, but the man's deep, bright black eyes flickered with the reflected light from the street lamp. His eyes shone extremely brightly. His gaze was very gentle, and also laced with a little heartache and pity.

"Those who don't want you are not worth your tears. Those who want you won't make you cry for them. So don't cry. You won't look pretty if you cry until you look like a little patterned kitten."

This was probably the greatest word of comfort the man could give her.

Ning Qing wiped her tears with her little hands. Yes, neither Ning Zhenguo nor Xu Junxi nor Ning Yao deserved her tears.

She hadn't actually wanted to cry, but when she saw this man, and after being treated so gently by him, she was simply full of grief and felt compelled to pour her sorrows out.

"Alright, I won't cry anymore. Thanks for today." Ning Qing stood up slowly. She had just wanted to cry and let off steam. She still needed to fight and work hard tomorrow. She would not be defeated. She would not punish herself with other people's mistakes. "I'll go back."

When her feet had just landed on the floor, only then did Ning Qing realized that she had sat on the ground for too long. Her feet were cramping. She hissed and twisted her eyebrows in pain.

"Where do you want to go? I'll drive you." Lu Shaoming supported the girl's slender arm. Three years ago, he had known that she was a tough girl. She would only be braver in the face of harsh realities.

"There's no need, I..." This was her third time coming into contact him. No matter how good he was, he was still a stranger. She couldn't let herself depend on him.

But the next second, her world spun as the man carried her in his arms. A black Cayenne was parked on the roadside and he carried her to the car.

"Don't put up a strong front. You're a girl. You can be a little weak." His mellow voice was like a warm spring breeze.

Ning Qing, in order not to let herself fall, had to hold onto his shirt in front of his chest with her two small hands. He was already carrying her. If she twisted around it in his arms, it would be a bit pretentious.

Zhu Rui stood by the door and respectfully opened the door. "President, the first aid kit has been placed in the back seat."

Ning Qing was surprised to see Zhu Rui. Wasn't this the gentleman who had just saved her? "Is this your subordinate? You were the one who saved me in the hotel room..."

Lu Shaoming gently placed Ning Qing in the front passenger's seat. He nodded and explained, "Yes, Zhu Rui is my secretary. I had dinner with some important men today and happened to see you when I entered the hotel. Sorry, that was your father, so I was late."

Ning Qing was very moved as she looked at his sculpted face. He had only met her a few times but had saved her twice. She was eating with her father so she didn't have her guard up. He certainly had little reason to keep his guard up.

But he had said sorry to her because he was late to save her.

He really is a good man.

...

Lu Shaoming sat in the driver's seat and opened the first aid kit. He took out a bamboo Q-Tip to wipe away the bloodstains on her forehead. His movements were gentle. He occasionally asked her if there was any pain.

Ning Qing was embarrassed but dared not move. They were very close. His handsome body tipped over, and her nostrils filled with the scent of pure masculinity.

The first time she met him, they kissed. The second time, she sat on his lap. And the third time, he saved her from being used by strangers.

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