Everyone Wants To Pamper The Lucky Daughter
/ Everyone Wants to Pamper the Lucky Daughter Chapter 1631
Chapter 1631: Chapter 1613: I will not marry anyone but her; I have never loved anyone but her_1 Chapter 1631: Chapter 1613: I will not marry anyone but her; I have never loved anyone but her_1 “Shumin is a good girl.”
Lin Qingluo seemed to not notice his embarrassment, insisting on asking: “Since you like her, why don't you pursue her actively? Do you want to watch your beloved be married to someone else?”
“I asked her.
Lin Jinhao's eyes darkened suddenly, revealing melancholy: “I gathered the courage to confess my feelings to her, but she…”
“What did she say?”
Lin Qingluo couldn't wait to know the answer.
Lin Jinhao looked disheartened: “She said she's just a servant and unworthy of me.”
“You didn't just give up, did you?”
Lin Qingluo looked incredulous: “What happened to the Lin Clan's pride?”
“I said I don't care.”
Lin Jinhao frowned: “But she stubbornly refused, not seeing me for a long time.”
“Is that all?”
Lin Qingluo's eyes sparkled, testing him: “Is there any other reason? Maybe Shu Min misunderstands that you have feelings for someone else?”
“No.”
Lin Jinhao rushed to defend himself: “Apart from her, I've never liked anyone else.”
“Eighth Brother.”
Lin Qingluo smiled: “Tell your sister the truth, do you want to marry Shumin now?”
“If not her, I won't marry.”
Lin Jinhao responded without hesitation.
“Good.”
Lin Qingluo nodded in satisfaction: “Since you're sincere, your sister will help you.”
“Sister.”
Lin Jinhao's eyes sparkled with surprise: “Do you have a way to persuade her?”
“Your sister is not as foolish as you.”
Lin Qingluo poked his forehead, scolding him with a smile: “Not understanding a girl's thoughts and keeping things hidden in your heart, only to hurt yourself.”
“Ahem.”
Lin Jinhao sheepishly covered his forehead with a blushing face.
*
In the side room, Wei Shumin lay in bed, freshly bathed and wearing clean clothes.
Zizhu, fearing that Shumin was frightened, pulled up a chair to talk to her, sharing amusing stories from the mansion.
As they talked, the subject inevitably turned to gossip.
Zizhu had overheard gossip about Lin Jinhao and Jiang Manyun's perfect match while she was at Drunken Frost Residence to deliver a message for her mistress.
“Hey, Shumin, do you think the story between Eighth Master and Miss Jiang is true?”
Enthusiastically joining in the gossip, she eagerly leaned forward.
Wei Shumin clutched her chest, her eyes tightly shut, seemingly unresponsive, but actually suffering from a heartache that made it difficult to breathe.
“Zizhu, you can leave. I'll stay and talk with Shumin.”
Lin Qingluo came in with a bowl of soup medicine to ward off the cold and calm the nerves, slowly walking to the bedside.
“Miss, let me hold it.”
Zizhu instinctively reached out to take the bowl of medicine.
“No need, you can go.”
Lin Qingluo smiled, refusing her help and gesturing her to leave.
“Yes.”
Zizhu cast a worried glance at Wei Shumin before obediently leaving the room and closing the door.
“Zizhu hasn't changed all these years, just as simple and straightforward as she was as a child, without a malicious thought.”
Lin Qingluo set the medicine bowl on the bedside table, pulled up a chair, and began talking with a smile: “Her kindhearted and pure nature is endearing.”
“However, she might be too guileless. Without the protection of you, her mistress, how can she cope with the long years ahead?”
“Miss, where are you going?”
Wei Shumin's eyes widened, and she sat up abruptly.
“The Immortal Realm.”
Lin Qingluo smiled faintly, her words determined and unquestionable.
Chapter end
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