Dear Mr. Lu Chapter 73

Bruin De Lang was Professor Delang’s real name, but he had never expected it to be known one day, just as he had never expected to be caught one day by a bunch of yellow monkeys.

“Tell me, who was the man who contacted you and who passed on the information to you?” This time the interrogator was Ling Su again, sitting cross-legged in his chair in the large warehouse, a blindingly bright incandescent lamp above his head. He picked up an enlarged photograph and tapped on it: “Is it this man?”

Bruin De Lang, with his hair and beard a mess, was strapped to a chair. He glanced at the man in the photograph; it was none other than Luo Wencheng.

The professor maintained the modesty and demeanour of a cultural person, a high-end scientist with merits and titles. He said in stiff Chinese: “I don’t know what you are talking about. You have caught the wrong person. Are you not afraid of causing an international dispute?”

“Oops, an international dispute, I’m so scared!” Ling Su pretended to be frightened, and then sneered, “You look up to yourself too much. Believe it or not, I will sue you for stealing state secrets first? The information you received is now in the hands of a confidential department of our country, and when you received it, you used the USB flash you usually use, right? We checked it, and it was full of your stuff, papers and the like. There is a mountain of hard evidence!”

Bruin De Lang didn’t understand everything. The words were too long. When the interpreter translated Ling Su’s words to him, he blurted out: “My computer was stolen.”

“Just lie to yourself. You don’t have to worry too much. Let me tell you, that chip was only kept in the hands of the person in the picture for one night, and no one else had a chance to do it. The person who contacted you was him, right? As long as you nod, I will let you go right away,” Ling Su said seductively, but Bruin De Lang continued to insist he knew nothing.

At that moment the warehouse door opened and a few more men came in.

Ling Su stood up in a hurry and bowed, “Sir.”

Lu Chong entered, icy cold, followed by Luo Wencheng, who wasn’t walking in on his own, but was dragged in, his hair dishevelled and his clothes rumpled. At first glance, he was in a bad situation.

Lu Chong pointed to Bruin De Lang: “Do you know this man?”

Luo Wencheng was “rudely” pushed in front of Bruin De Lang. As they stared at each other, he seemed to be about to call out “Professor” the next moment, and Bruin De Lang, seeing his intention, quickly gave him a covert glare and said first, “I don’t know this man at all, I don’t know anything about him, who the hell is he?”

Luo Wencheng, having received the “instructions”, narrowed his eyes and turned to Lu Chong, “Sir, I have never seen this man before.”

“Really? So you didn’t pass that information to him?” Lu Chong said with a smile as he sat down in the chair Ling Su gave to him. But anyone who wasn’t blind could see that behind that smile was the anger that could burn everything.

“I didn’t pass that information.”

“Who else was it if not you? I handed you the chip myself, only to have the information leaked in just that one night.”

Luo Wencheng gave Ling Su a look, “Maybe someone else set me up. As you know, sir, there are quite a few people who are jealous of me getting your favour.”

Ling Su sneered coldly, “Are you saying I’m behind this?”

“I didn’t name any names.”

Lu Chong listened to the two quarrelling, and a thoughtful look appeared on his face before he extended his hand.

Luo Wencheng bent down consciously, and Lu Chong patted his head with his hand wearing a huge domineering watch and a luxurious low-key ring, “I want to believe you too, so here’s the deal. You beat this old man up, and I’ll believe you have nothing to do with him.”

Ling Su’s eyes widened in discontent, “Sir!”

Luo Wencheng’s hands clenched for a moment and he turned his head to look at Bruin De Lang.

Ling Su snorted, “What, you’re afraid to hit your master?”

Luo Wencheng said hesitantly, “It’s not good to hit someone, is it? Seeing as he is also old, in case he is killed…”

Lu Chong said in a cold voice: “So you can’t do it? Then you can stay here and keep him company!”

He made a move to leave. Luo Wencheng hurriedly stopped him and turned towards Bruin De Lang, who looked at him warily but his eyes did not obviously command him to stop. After all, he was caught, and now the only one who could help him was Luo Wencheng, a pawn, and he had to avoid suspicion.

What Bruin De Lang thought was that Luo Wencheng would start lightly and pretend to hit him a few times. But Luo Wencheng clenched his fists, said sorry and slammed hard.

Bruin De Lang tumbled to the floor with his chair, his whole body in a mess and his soul half knocked out of his body.

Are you really beating me?!

The stars scattered before his eyes and he wanted to swear, but there was a cold “Haven’t you eaten that you hit him so lightly?” As soon as those words sounded, Luo Wencheng’s second, heavier punch landed.

One punch, another punch, one more punch. With every punch, an image of his previous life flashed in front of Luo Wencheng’s eyes.

He was trapped in the hospital bed, his whole body was in severe pain and itching but he couldn’t move, he had difficulty breathing and his flesh was rotting and stinking…

With every punch, an image shattered, with every punch, a shred of pain was annihilated, and with every punch, his whole being became more and more relaxed.

In the end he didn’t even know what he was doing anymore. He seemed to have returned to those years, those indescribable days, frantically venting the resentment and hatred that filled his whole body to the point of explosion, doing what he wanted to do but couldn’t do at the time.

Finally a pair of hands pulled him away and used a wet towel to wipe his bloody hands: “There, I believe in your innocence now.”

Lu Chong swept his eyes over Bruin De Lang, who was like a dead dog on the ground, and said to Ling Su, “Get a doctor to treat him, use the best medicine, don’t let him die, and ask about his accomplices.”

After saying this, he pulled Luo Wencheng out of the warehouse and walked until he reached the car. Then he asked Luo Wencheng, who seemed to be a little unresponsive, “Happy?”

Luo Wencheng looked up at the endless night sky, took a long deep breath, then showed a big smile, took Lu Chong’s hand and placed it on his heart: “Here, it has become very light, lighter than it has ever been.”

He was completely unaffected by thinking about those things from his previous life now. No matter what he remembered, even if he made an effort to think about those white worms, he was unaffected. He was free!

Lu Chong raised his hand to ruffle the dark hair on his forehead wet with sweat and smiled, “Then don’t suddenly get upset again or something in the future, I don’t have ten hearts to get scared by you like that.”

Luo Wencheng looked at him steadily and suddenly took his face in his hands and gave him a kiss: “Lu Chong, you’re so nice.”

Lu Chong laughed in a low, pleased voice and lowered his head to press his forehead against Luo Wencheng’s, “Is this a reward?”

“No, it’s a thank you.”

“Then isn’t this quite a light thank you?” The murmuring voice faded away when their lips met.

Luo Wencheng’s eyelashes fluttered, and he did not refuse the kiss.

Zhou Qian and the bodyguards standing by the cars turned their faces away in silence.

Ling Su came out of the warehouse and looked at the two men in the distance who were almost blending into the night. He froze for a moment, turned his head to look elsewhere and secretly rolled his eyes. Think how wise, how calm and commanding, how majestic, how high and mighty his master used to be, and now it could be said that everything he did was for that guy surnamed Luo.

Yesterday afternoon, all forces were suddenly mobilised and all the connections used. In just ten hours, a foreigner was secretly captured and brought to China. No one could say how many resources were burned before and after, and how much risk was taken. The brothers who participated thought that something terrible had happened. If they knew that all this was just to let one person vent his anger, they would probably vomit blood.

But Ling Su had already seen the light after his previous ups and downs. He was at his master’s service. Whatever Master wanted to do and told him to do, he would just do his best to get it done. As for the reason behind it, why ask so many questions? If it wasn’t for that Luo Wencheng, Master probably wouldn’t have taken him back. It was thanks to Luo Wencheng that he could continue to serve Master!

Besides, Master seemed much happier now than before.

Lu Chong did not deepen the kiss for fear that there were people around, and quickly withdrew. Their lips were separated, but their eyes were not. Lu Chong’s eyes almost seemed to be burning. Luo Wencheng, who was staring at him, felt that his whole face and even his whole person were getting hot, and even the cold wind in the middle of the night became warm, even more so than when they kissed.

Lu Chong took his hand, “Let’s go back.”

“Okay.” They were now in a factory under the name of Lu Chong’s company close to the outskirts.

“By the way,” Luo Wencheng suddenly remembered something, “I’ll leave a note, so you can arrange for someone to pretend that I paid him, and give it to the old man secretly when he wakes up. We need to give him some hope, right?”

“I was thinking the same thing.” Lu Chong said, “When we caught him, he didn’t have anything related to that little instrument in your body. Where he put it, who he gave it to, or how many of them there are, everything needs to be investigated slowly. We have to stabilise him, it’s better to let him pass some information through you.”

Lu Chong said that and waved to Ling Su who was over there watching the scenery. The two of them discussed the next actions, while Luo Wencheng mulled over a small note telling Bruin De Lang to bear with him for a while and that he would find a way to save him, but he was still suspected and under surveillance for the time being, so it was difficult to make too many moves. If Bruin De Lang had anything he wanted to explain to him, he could also convey it through the person who passed the note.

The note was given to Ling Su, and he would choose a suitable time to find someone to slip it to Bruin De Lang secretly.

Luo Wencheng was completely relaxed on the way back, looking out of the window. The dark night scene was beautiful, the cool night breeze was comfortable, and he even hummed a little tune intermittently, his good mood quite obvious.

When Lu Chong saw him like this, he felt that everything he had done was worth it.

It was just after three in the morning when they got back to the Lu family’s residence, had supper and went upstairs. When it was time to part ways, Lu Chong slowly stopped in his tracks and called out, “Wencheng.”

“Hmm?” Luo Wencheng casually responded, and then he met a pair of deep, dark eyes. Remembering the blazing heat in these eyes just a short while ago, he coughed uncomfortably, “Well, it’ll be dawn in a while, let’s hurry up and rest.”

With that he slipped into his room and gently closed the door.

Lu Chong was left standing there, smiling a little helplessly. But he didn’t feel disappointed. Since he was starting from scratch, it was a little early, and he had enough patience to wait.

Luo Wencheng flopped down on the bed and sighed softly. To say what kind of feelings he had for Lu Chong now, he definitely liked him a little. It was not difficult to fall in love with him, no matter how many times he started over, but compared to before, it was still a big difference.

The main reason for the emotional excitement right now was gratitude. There was a faint illusion of affection when kissing, but after that it faded a bit. At least Luo Wencheng didn’t have the feeling of wanting to stay with Lu Chong all the time and missing him when he couldn’t see him. It was estimated that the emotions would fade away even more by tomorrow morning.

Someone else would have been in love with Lu Chong after everything that man had done for him, right? Thinking about it, Luo Wencheng felt sorry for Lu Chong, but those emotions were really out of his control, and he couldn’t help it if there was not any passion.

Take your time, Luo Wencheng thought; he would work harder.

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