Chapter 494: Chapter 344: I Won’t Let Go of Your Hand Until You Let Go_1

“Lu Cong–”

Lu Cong was walking towards the entrance of the residential area, feeling like a lost soul. His elongated shadow under the dim streetlight added to his desolate image.

From behind him, there seemed to be a faint calling of his name – a girl’s voice.

Is that hallucination?

After her thorough rejection, how could she possibly chase after him?

A sardonic smile tugged at the corner of Lu Cong’s mouth.

Fearing that he might be unable to suppress the urge to look back, he quickened his pace.

Murong Qian was stunned.

After finally spotting him, but, as soon as she called out to him, he moved even further away. Was it deliberate?

Fine!

If I don’t catch up to you today, I’ll take your surname!

Murong Qian mustered up her energy and sprinted forward.

She was in such a hurry that her slippers fell off twice. In the end, she decided to discard her slippers and charged towards him at a full sprint.

“Lu Cong, stop right there!”

“Lu Cong, if you don’t turn back, I won’t bother you anymore!”

“Lu Cong–”

Her heart-wrenching cries startled other residents who were taking an evening stroll around the complex.

All eyes turned to her, their faces filled with the intrigue of gossip.

This kind of post-dinner love drama was their favorite to watch.

Luckily, it was dark, and Murong Qian’s bare face looked quite different from her makeup look, so she went unnoticed. If not, she might have become a trending topic online.

Murong Qian didn’t care about others’ opinions. At that moment, her attention was solely on the man who finally stopped.

At the sight of him stopping, her eyes unexpectedly welled up with tears.

For four years, she had never been so sure about her feelings like she was right now. Nor had she ever feared losing him as much as she did at that very moment.

This man, regardless of the reasons for forgetting her four years ago, had, after all, fallen in love with her at first sight once again.

Could she confidently believe that he had loved her all along?

As flashes of their interactions after reuniting popped up in her mind, her tears uncontrollably spilled over.

“Lu Cong…”

She sobbed his name, taking each step towards him carefully. But the moment he turned around to face her, she threw herself into his arms.

Feeling the softness of her body in his arms and the slight fragrance she carried, Lu Cong finally had a sense of reality.

“Qianqian… I thought… I…”

He stuttered out words in excitement while stroking her hair and kissing her face, revealing his inner nervousness.

After he calmed down, Murong Qian finally punched him on the shoulder, “Are you deaf? Didn’t you hear me calling your name just now? I’m exhausted.”

She had run all the way down from the 23rd floor, chasing after him around the large residential area. She hadn’t been so physical for a long time!

Feeling a little sheepish under her reproach, Lu Cong apologized, “I’m sorry, I thought I was hallucinating. Your feet…”

As he spoke, he glanced at her feet and saw she had run barefoot. He was heartbroken.

“Where are your shoes?”

“Shoes? Oh, right, I lost them.”

Murong Qian touched her forehead, her beautiful face lit up with a naive smile.

Fighting the temptation to hug her tighter, Lu Cong carefully lifted her and placed her on a nearby stone bench.

Kneeling on one knee, he checked her bare feet for injuries in the light from the street lamp.

Luckily, she was still wearing socks, and her delicate feet were not bloodied or bruised. Lu Cong heaved a sigh of relief, his voice was low but tender, “I’ll carry you upstairs.”

Although he was unsure why she had chased after him, he couldn’t let her walk barefoot.

“Okay.”

Murong Qian obediently nodded, comfortably nestling in his arms, letting him carry her back.

The light was too dim to find her slippers, so neither of them bothered looking.

Meanwhile, Da Ha watched the whole scene from his red sports car nearby.

As he slowly drove into the residential area, he saw Lu Cong’s dispirited figure from afar.

Being a clever man, Da Ha guessed that Lu Cong must have had a quarrel with Murong Qian.

He was originally planning to park his car and comfort Lu Cong. However, before he could even turn off his engine, he heard Murong Qian’s roaring voice.

Sweat!

Sister Qian was quite ferocious! The sight was so scary that even he, Young Master Gu, was trembling with fear.