Boss Lu: A reborn life is destined to be without regrets!
Chapter 175 - 146. Help You Find Yourself_2

Chapter 175: 146. Help You Find Yourself_2

What dreams, what struggle, at that time, all she hoped for was to get a good sleep and to end everything during her sleep.

That way she wouldn’t have to stand back in front of the study the next day, only to have the test papers slammed onto her face.

"But sometimes when I look back, I realise that at best I’m just mediocre. Lazy, procrastinating, hesitant, indecisive—not one flaw is missing. If it hadn’t been for this kind of person turning on hell mode to reform me fiercely, perhaps today I wouldn’t have made it into the top five faculties and four departments. I would have just flowed along with the current, becoming even more thoroughly mediocre."

Yongyi managed a wry smile, her gaze complex.

"So, did you choose to study law out of passion?"

Lu Jincheng asked.

"Not really. I wanted to study music originally, but my family rejected the idea."

"Why didn’t you insist?"

"Maybe because... I really have no talent in that area, or maybe, I finally came to understand myself?"

Yongyi tucked a stray hair behind her ear whisperingly, "Since she is the true genius, following her arrangements sometimes couldn’t be wrong."

Just like the finale of this movie, even if one had surpassed the opponent, surpassed a higher version of oneself, and even approached the god in one’s heart, the climax was nothing more than a fleeting smile in the last second.

The road ahead was still as dark as the screen after it went black.

"Come on, let’s drink to you finding a passionate love someday, a liking that disregards all else, and something worth dedicating effort and struggle to."

Lu Jincheng patted the short-haired girl’s shoulder, lifted his can again, and smiled as he moved closer to her.

"Thank you."

Yongyi opened another can, tilted her slender neck back, and took a hearty gulp.

Although when reminiscing about the past, men tended to listen more and speak less, those few sentences still deeply touched her heart.

Under the high-pressure education of her family, Guan Guan’s seemingly rational and calm exterior actually concealed her inability to find everything she truly wanted.

Such as a career or relationships.

The massive inertia of her family background expanded with a force that did not shift according to her will.

Its power was secretive and formidable, Yongyi submitted to this inertia with a reluctance that was somewhat resigned.

Thus, when Lu Jincheng spoke plainly about it all, there was not only a sense of closeness as if he did not consider himself an outsider, but he also maintained a sense of respect throughout.

This "Thank you" carried a slight embarrassment of being seen through a little secret, a tacit understanding of seeing through without pointing out, and a knowing smile.

An emotional resonance began to build from this moment.

"I think, although you’re mostly annoying, having you as a friend is still quite enjoyable."

The alcohol mixed with emotion welled up, the short-haired girl lowering her head, her voice soft.

"Do you feel like having me is a good thing?"

Lu Jincheng smiled, leaning in closer, aligning his shoulder with hers.

"Shameless, I just said you’re mostly annoying!"

Yongyi pushed him slightly, hugged her arm, and re-established some distance between them, leaving with a snort.

"You know just how to climb up the pole when given a compliment, always wanting more."

"Because I know what I want."

Lu Jincheng smoothly continued the topic, staring straight at her profile with intense eyes.

"You..."

What do you want!

Yongyi asked instinctively, just as she met the man’s burning gaze.

She bit her lip, her eyes wavering, and swallowed back half of her words.

Alcohol seemed to amplify one’s emotions, subtly influencing one’s feelings.

"So, did you meet with Uncle Zhou this afternoon?"

After finishing the last bit of beer in the can, Yongyi leaned back deeper into the sofa, smoothly changing the subject.

Maybe because she was enjoying the drink, her posture had shifted from tense to relatively relaxed, her skirt flaring like a blooming lotus, with her white legs and feet peeking out beneath.

The tips of her toes were brightly colored, akin to a protruding stamen.

"Yeah, I got ten million from him, which will help expand our operations across the city."

Lu Jincheng nodded.

"Looks like Uncle Zhou has a lot of faith in you to invest so much."

"It’s okay, the project is quite mature."

"So, does this mean... you’ve met the parents?"

Yongyi looked up, gently brushing her bangs from her forehead, her voice soft and sticky, seemingly with a slight slurring of words.

"Huh?"

Lu Jincheng paused for a few seconds and then, facing her gaze, laughed, "How is this meeting the parents!"

"He is an investor, what are you fantasizing about?"

"Oh."

Yongyi mumbled a cryptic response quietly.

She didn’t need anyone’s patient explanation; she understood the principle perfectly well.

The emotions she’d just begun to feel were forcefully suppressed by her, yet suddenly such a question popped into her mind.

On any normal day, she would have kept it hidden deeply in her heart without speaking of it, but today...

She had to admit.

The autumn night was a bit tipsy, clouds rolled into a bundle, and the night in the breeze was magnificent.

Inside and outside the door, the atmosphere was overly romantic.

Why was I asking this?

She must have been drunk.

No, she definitely was.

"So, if it really were about meeting the parents, would you be looking forward to it?"

Lu Jincheng raised an eyebrow, his gaze fixed intently on her.

"Hah, none of my business."

Guan Yongyi knew she had misspoken, pursed her lips, and dodged the man’s burning gaze, looking out the window.

Autumn nights seldom had stars visible, darkness descended in every corner of Jiang City; the moon and the twinkling lights of tall buildings were the only scenery.

"But seriously."

Lu Jincheng sat up, brought back the topic, and reeled in the fishing rod.

"Hmm?"

"Your relationship is so good, I thought your family atmosphere would be similar; her father seems quite open-minded when talked about."

"Not really."

Guan Yongyi shook her head, "Uncle Zhou and Aunt Meng Yun both doted on her, never willing to speak a harsh word from her childhood, and ever since they separated, they have been even kinder to Si si for fear of hurting her."

"I see..."

Only today had Lu Jincheng understood all these.

"We’re just two extremes, she’s a free canary, and I’m a pitiful caged bird."

"That’s no way to talk about yourself."

Lu Jincheng laughed helplessly, then catching the slight hint of sadness in her words, turned to add,

"As a good friend who can make you happy, let me help you from now on!"

"Huh?"

Guan Yongyi looked up, eyes meeting his.

"What do you mean help me?"

"Help you find what we just talked about, help you escape your cage, help you find yourself."

"Stop it, you always draw pie in the sky."

Guan Yongyi’s voice was deep, she could not help but smile—a smile filled with joy she stubbornly refused to show.

"How could someone help with that kind of thing..."

It took her a moment to catch the implication in his words, her stern face slowly melting into a smile.

Passionate love, reckless affection, and something worth fighting for.

Did his words mean he was personally getting involved?

Was it help, searching, or participation...?

Lu Jincheng leaned in again, reached out and covered her palm, whispering,

"Just think of it as drawing pies in the sky, just agree with me, okay?"

The words were like magic.

Guan Yongyi squinted her eyes slightly, ignoring the fingers he firmly held, and nodded.

The movie ended, the alcohol evaporated, and the can was filled with quiet.

Holding hands, they both fell into a silence measured in seconds, their body heat transmitted through their fingertips.

Neither spoke first; instead, Mian Mian, who was not used to the quiet, rolled over, clattering across the tile floor, and jumped into Lu Jincheng’s arms.

Guan Yongyi withdrew her hand, reached toward his embrace, and casually stroked the small cat’s head.

"Mian Mian really clings to you."

"What’s the matter, Mommy’s jealous?"

"A little."

Hearing this, Lu Jincheng propped himself up with his arms, moved a little to the right along the sofa, and leaned shoulder to shoulder with her.

"And now?"

His strong legs pressed closely against her pale ones, Mian Mian was lifted by the man and placed in the middle of their legs, straddling both, unified into one.

Finally, he reached out, his hand encircling Guan Yongyi’s shoulder.

A complete family, perfectly together.