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Jun Yuexi was stunned for a moment. She understood what Ling Jing was referring to. It should be the report about him beating up the reporter. "Yes, and I also saw the video of him watching that time." She answered honestly.    

"Is that why you came looking for me?" He continued to ask, "What are you trying to do now that you've come to find me? Is it to ask me why I beat up the reporter? Or do you want to ask me about Ling Jiyue? "    

Pausing for a moment, he slowly pulled her hands away from his waist, propping one hand against the ground as he looked down at her. "But no matter which type you want to ask, I won't tell you."    

His gaze was deep, and under the black-colored, invisible lenses, she couldn't see what was hiding in his eyes. However … But she could feel the struggle and pain in his indifferent eyes.    

What was he struggling for, what was he suffering for? What was there to keep from her?    

"But I've only come because I want to hug you." she said.    

He froze, and the next moment he felt her hands wrap around his waist again — she was holding him tight.    

"If you don't want to talk about it, then you can." Jun Yuexi said softly, "I wanted to know, but I just wanted to know more about you, understand your feelings, and understand what you're worrying about. But if I knew, it would only make your pain worse, I don't need to know anything."    

That was because what she wanted to see the most was his smile. When a faint smile appeared on his ice-cold face, it made her feel as if a snow lotus blossoming on an iceberg was incomparably precious.    

"I don't know what you're worrying about, but if you're willing to say it, then I'll listen carefully and try my best to help you solve your problem. If you're unwilling to say it, then I won't ask you any questions." She continued, "Jing, I am no longer a child. There must be a reason for you to hit the reporters. If you suppress your pain too much, I hope you can let me help you share it."    

His fingers gently stroked the hair on her forehead, allowing him to see her face even more clearly. This face was no longer the face of a 7-year-old, but rather a young and beautiful face.    

Just as she had said, she was no longer a child. She could already be considered an adult. She had her own understanding, her own thoughts, her own values for good and evil … He could make his own decision whether to accept him, or … Abandon him!    

Should he tell her? Should he completely tell her the secret that he had always suppressed in his heart?    

"She's a child of the Jun Family. She's stronger than you think." His father's voice echoed in his ears like an upside-down tape.    

"What will I do if I tell you that you have become disgusted with me?" He stared at him and whispered. This sentence seemed to be asking her, and more like asking himself.    

What should he do? What should he do? He had thought of countless possibilities, but still hadn't had the courage to gamble.    

Jun Yuexi blinked her eyes, disgusted, this was a question that she had never thought of, "I will not hate you, people of Jun Family, will never hate their own Predestine, have you forgotten that you are my Predestine?"    

He was stunned. Her words were like a question that was asked to him in math 1 + 1 = 2. It was an answer that could complete the formula without much consideration!    

It was precisely because he was her Predestine that she could reply him with such a simple tone, "Then what if I'm not your Predestine?!" These words came out of his mouth in such a manner. The moment the words left his mouth, he felt regret again.    

Didn't he already know that it was because he was her Predestine that she was attached to him like this all along, instinctively liking him.    

He had always purposely avoided bringing up the issue of "if it wasn't Predestine" because he didn't want her to find out that her feelings for him might just be because he was her Predestine.    

However, why did he impulsively say those words at this time?!    

Jun Yuexi's brow was slowly furrowed, as if she was pondering the question that he had asked. Ling Jing felt cold sweat on his palms and back. How ridiculous that he was actually afraid of her blurting out the answer.    

He stood up abruptly and said, "I'm feeling a bit uncomfortable, so I'll go back first. I'll get the driver to take you home later." Just as he was about to leave, she suddenly grabbed his hand and stopped him.    

"I haven't answered yet." Jun Yuexi said.    

"Even if you don't want to." Ling Jing said.    

"But I want to." She took two steps forward and stood in front of him, facing him directly. "Because you are my Predestine, I like being clean."    

He should be happy, she still liked him, but why was the feeling of emptiness so obvious when he heard her words?    

If he was not her Predestine, then wouldn't he be unable to have this portion as well?    

"But —" Her voice paused, and continued, "I was just assuming, if it weren't for my Predestine, what would have happened to me, only to discover, that I actually loved you. Hmm, I think that with so much love, added together, it should be what's called love. Love to the point of wanting to be together with you forever, even if it's not Predestine, it's fine as long as it's together. "    

Her voice, word for word, resounded in his ears, causing every pore of his body to suddenly contract.    

What was she saying?! Say you love him? Not just love, but love?    

"You … Love me? " A sound like a cassette player came from his mouth, and his eyes stared at her in shock.    

"Yes, I do." She answered seriously, frankly and simply.    

"No matter what I am, do I love you?" he asked in a low voice. "Even if you discover my true side, it's actually very ugly and disgusting... "Can you love?"    

She looked at him with some surprise. His voice was shaky, something she rarely heard him make — only when he was extremely uneasy, perhaps unconsciously.    

"Yes." She answered, "No matter what the net looks like, what the real side is, I love it. I love cleanliness, I've loved it for a whole 10 years, and I'm going to love it for more years. "    

It was as if he had lost all strength to support his body. He leaned his head on her shoulder and leaned most of his weight on her. "I believe what you say. I believe every word you say."