HRPM – Chapter 449 Xiao Che’s Hatred

But she was powerless. All she could do was silently accept his protection, praying with all her heart that the rain would suddenly let up.

She would rather earn less money for the rest of her life if it meant the rain would ease, even just a little, at this moment.

But the rain continued relentlessly, showing no sign of stopping.

Nestled safely in Xiao Luo’s embrace, Jin Luoluo drifted in and out of consciousness. Her mind was hazy, and she had no idea how much time had passed.

Suddenly, a brilliant light burst before her eyes. It felt as though she had risen from hell into heaven. Everywhere was light, mingled with anxious voices.

“Jin Luoluo, what on earth are you doing?”

In the middle of the night, Xiao Che had suddenly been informed by a servant that Jin Luoluo had disappeared, and that his Seventeenth Uncle had also been missing since before dinner.

Worry immediately gripped his heart.

It was the middle of the night, with torrential rain pouring down. Where could Jin Luoluo have gone?

And his Seventeenth Uncle just happened to be missing as well. The two of them had to be together.

The thought filled him with resentment.

Jin Luoluo was unbelievable—actually sneaking out in the middle of a rainstorm for a secret rendezvous, completely disregarding his feelings.

The word rendezvous inevitably led him to think of what might happen between a man and a woman. Jin Luoluo was so bold that she probably didn’t care much about preserving her chastity. Who knew what the two of them were doing together behind his back in some secluded room?

Xiao Che felt both humiliated and furious.

But stronger than either emotion was the unbearable ache in his heart.

He wished he could tie Jin Luoluo up and lock her away, never allowing her to see another man again. He wouldn’t let her fall in love with anyone else, nor would he allow her to give herself to another man.

Driven nearly mad, he searched frantically, going from one palace hall to another, yet still failed to find them. His agitation only grew more intense.

When he finally stepped out of Qingheng Courtyard, he noticed a faint lantern light moving through the rain.

Two figures were tightly embracing each other.

As he looked closer, he recognized his Seventeenth Uncle sitting in a wheelchair, holding Jin Luoluo in his arms.

She really was lying in his uncle’s embrace, clinging to him so closely.

Hatred flashed across Xiao Che’s eyes.

Without even bothering to use his umbrella, he rushed forward and yanked Jin Luoluo out of Xiao Luo’s arms.

“Jin Luoluo, get down!”

Xiao Luo hadn’t expected him to strike so suddenly. Unable to resist the abrupt, forceful pull, he lost his grip.

With a heavy thud, Jin Luoluo fell to the ground, unable to move.

“Che’er, what are you doing?”

Xiao Luo’s face darkened instantly. He hurriedly bent down to gather Jin Luoluo into his arms after she collapsed unconscious on the ground.