Rebirth: A Cinderella's Counterattack
Chapter 404 - 385: Prelude to a Confession

Chapter 404: Chapter 385: Prelude to a Confession

Luo Yanran didn’t wait for Luo Qianqian to get up and left with his small bag, rushing off to the airport.

Luo Qianqian opened her bleary eyes and then closed them again, "Good luck." She hoped she hadn’t misunderstood Qin Nuan’s meaning, Luo Qianqian thought hazily, and fell back asleep.

Seeing Luo Yanran gone, Hu Si’s heart which had been tense all night finally relaxed. After all, this person, whether in terms of influence or background, was much better than him, a professional in a position...

It seemed that Luo Qianqian was also exhausted, and Hu Si decided to let Luo Qianqian sleep in a bit today, so he lay in bed for a while too.

However, her biological clock during this period made Luo Qianqian get up on time, sleepy but unable to fall back asleep.

Looking at the messages on her phone, Luo Yanran had already arrived at the airport. She smiled, replied to the message, and got out of bed.

It was better Luo Yanran left, her life had to continue, and today she still had her tasks to carry out.

"I’ll take you today," Feng said, watching Luo Qianqian finish her meal and look for Hu Si, "He’s sleeping."

"Okay," Luo Qianqian had no objections. It didn’t matter who took her, the food was the same and so were the classes.

Feng, not a doctor like Hu Si and without so much consideration, directly drove her there. By the time Hu Si got up, the food was cold, and the two of them had long gone.

Therefore, Luo Qianqian who arrived early still went on her usual walk. Arriving too early, and with Yang Zhen not yet there, she was feeling a bit drunk.

Feng seemed quite interested in watching Luo Qianqian stroll leisurely up and down the street. Most places were closed at this time, aside from a few breakfast stalls and supermarkets. Feng parked the car calmly to the side, got out to buy a pack of cigarettes, and leaned against the wall with a look of pure enjoyment, showing no intention of leaving.

Luo Qianqian, seeing him like this, walked back and forth a couple of times, and finally couldn’t resist approaching him, "You know, if you have things to do, you can go first. I’ll be in class for a long time, and I can get to the other place by myself."

"I have things to do?" Feng was startled, took a final drag of his cigarette, then threw the butt into a water bottle that still had a bottom, "I don’t have anything to do." He had left those pesky matters to Fox. What did he have to worry about? No task, no drinking, no going to the bar before the task was over, what else could there be?

When Yang Zhen arrived, seeing the tall and the small standing opposite each other at the entrance, he couldn’t help but laugh, "Why so early today? Where’s Fox?"

"Fox went to steal chickens," Luo Qianqian replied without hesitation.

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After getting off the plane, Luo Yanran looked at the cell phone in his hand; he had returned without notifying anyone.

He could have hired a female lead, but he didn’t want to. He didn’t want to stir up any scandals with those people, nor did he want just anyone to be involved in his and Qin Nuan’s hard work. Subconsciously, it seemed that only two women could step into the MV for this CD: Zhou Luo and Luo Qianqian from before, and Zhou Luo and Qin Nuan now.

Luo Qianqian was his sister, and he definitely wouldn’t harbor any wild fantasies, but when had Qin Nuan become so important to him? He didn’t know, but he realized that once he discovered his feelings, he would admit them, not hide them, and would bravely face them.

After hesitating for a moment, he sent a message to Luo Qianqian. While eating lunch, Luo Qianqian was startled by the message, then her eyes whirled around, and she came up with several ideas to send back to Luo Yanran.

Luo Yanran, feeling greatly relieved by his sister’s response, went straight back to his apartment, took a shower, and cleaned himself up thoroughly, then had Sun Zhichao arrange for flowers and book a restaurant.

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After he was ready and had learned Qin Nuan’s location from Sun Zhichao, Luo Yanran headed home first. Dressed in a crisp suit, Jia Ning was startled to see her son so formally attired, and the apple she held tumbled to the ground: "What’s gotten into you? Did someone die?" A black suit, a black tie—it was all so serious?

Luo Yanran nearly tripped over: "Mom, I’m going to confess..."

"Confess??? To whom?? Qin Nuan?" Jia Ning was first stunned, then a face of joy spread across her.

"Yes." Luo Yanran didn’t deny it: "So, Mom, do we have anything like an heirloom or something?"

"Never mind that for now, are you planning to wear this?" Bespoke tailoring is fine, it shows class, but such a solemn color—it almost feels like... attending a funeral.

"Yes," Luo Yanran said somewhat awkwardly, tugging at his tie: "Qianqian told me to dress formally, and this is the most formal thing I have."

Jia Ning looked at her son with loving frustration: "Move, move, move, back to your room. I’ll help you match something."

Although Luo Yanran didn’t often stay at home, Jia Ning, as his mother, still made it a point to occasionally buy a batch of clothes for her son.

"This color looks good on you, that one’s a bit aging, this one is nice." Trying on one outfit after another, Luo Yanran was anything but impatient; instead, he understood why girls are usually late to dates—they might get up early but could spend a lot of time in such sweet and tense anticipation.

A charcoal gray suit, a pure white shirt, and a red tie. He also switched to black, minimalist-style calfskin shoes.

Jia Ning nodded in satisfaction: "That’s more like it. Have you bought flowers? I heard blue roses are in vogue now. Do you have enough money? I’ll get you a gift, just wait."

Then Jia Ning hurried out of her son’s room. Luo Yanran looked at himself in the dressing mirror, struck a pose, and smiled proudly: "I must say, I’m quite handsome."

Jia Ning took out two boxes: "This one is a bracelet made from that piece of Emperor Green, intended to be handed down as a family heirloom. As for this," Jia Ning said with a smile, looking at the brocade box in her hands, "it was originally intended as a graduation gift for Qianqian. Take it for now as an emergency measure. Qianqian won’t mind if you borrow it—after all, you can’t go on a first date without giving the girl a gift."

Upon opening the brocade box, a cherry blossom-designed diamond necklace lay in the dark confines, sparkling a seven-colored light in the sunlight.

Luo Yanran closed the box and nodded: "I got it, Mom. I’ll make it up to Qianqian. You can buy another one just like it—they’re good friends, after all."

Jia Ning laughed: "Don’t worry about that, just get lost now. Don’t come back without a daughter-in-law."

Luo Yanran nodded vigorously, gave himself a dazzling smile in the mirror, and joyfully ran off, not forgetting to drive out the sports car that had been sitting in his garage for who knows how long.

Jia Ning was then very joyfully off to gossip with Granny and her sister-in-law.

While Qin Nuan was unaware of all this, all the women of the Luo Family knew, and word spread at lightning speed to the men of the Luo Family.

Old Master Luo was very supportive of this.

The above three had no say in the matter; Luo Qianqian and Luo Shufan were underage, so all hopes were placed on Luo Yanran. Although he was not yet of legal age, engagement and dating did not interfere; they could wait.

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